I Pick A Book - A Poem
Every time I'm feeling low,
In sunshine, rain, even snow,
I pick a book and I see,
A beautiful world in front of me.
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I pick a book and the world dissolves,
All around me, everything falls.
The world dissolves and I find myself,
In a utopia from a book shelf.
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In grave moments and in times of need,
I pick a book and I'm suddenly free.
Suddenly free from this restraining world,
Where everything is different for a girl.
My books never discriminate,
They preach love, never hate.
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So every time I'm feeling sad,
And whenever my world seems bad,
I pick a book and then I see,
A beautiful world in front of me.
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16/9/17
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