I flip open the pages,
And there they wait:
The words that draw me in.
I start reading,
And my mind starts leaving,
As I get lost in the pages that sin,
For when I put that book back down,
I know I will read it again,
For without that book,
My life is fire,
And life is like famine.
Poetry
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I know the feeling, thanks for sharing.