Books

I wait each day,

As one after the other comes out,

Devouring them

With a hunger that can only

Be seen as needy;

As if an addiction or

A necessity to survive,

I need to read.

I don’t think, I learn

I don’t live, I die

I don’t run, I’m saved

I don’t cry, I’m safe

I don’t travel, I’m transported

I don’t play,

I read.

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