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What is it that I love


On an Island that no one know 

The seeds of sorrow a shipwreck sowed 

To nip these off at the bud

Let me tell you what I love

The books of old would do just fine 

To help me pass the spacious time 

From darkess night doth I read 

These dusty tomes set me free 
 

They break the chains that life hath made 

Releasing me from this pain 

The ache of love, the distress of loss 

The doubt life and death insured

through these pages I do soar 

And leave this world forever more 

 

 

 

 

 

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