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Formatting in progress- here is a poem I wrote a while ago and have edited a bit since. I have written other poems for classes and whatnot but this one I just always loved how it turned out. Feel free to enjoy!!!

Books

Sitting down you start to watch

Flipping pages starting from the top

Words flying swirling all around

Words in a world in pages bound

 

You start to read the swooping words

Until you fall down into some woods

Or in a cavern, ocean, town

Or in a circus with a clown

 

The movie starts The play begins

You watch from above or act amid

Amid a tragic tale or funny act

Above a world neither false nor fact

 

Throughout some hours days or years

Traveling far, time disappears

When finally, finally the world is calm

The reader falls home, to a place of no charm

 

It was so real and yet so fake

A world that gives, a world that takes

You far away from all demands

To stories told in astonishing lands

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