A book about books is like a poem about poetry:Books are knowledge, paid for, all.Readers - horses in a stall.Stallions should always run.Lest they stale become, in turn.Running waters are most clear.In some books, you disappear lose yourself, and track of time.How I wish that one was mine...Mine, to have, to write, to read...Mine, just like a flying steed.Mine, forever, - to improve.Would I then, of me, approve?I would not, I can't... myself.I'm but dust, swept off a shelf.Fly, can I, just 'til I'm settled,down, beside my flower, petalled.
approval
approve
book
books
botany
cleaning
disappear
disappearance
dust
flower
flowers
forgiveness
freedom
horse
horses
invisibility
invisible
losing-yourself
nothing
owner
ownership
petal
petalled
petals
poem
poems
poetry
reading
river
rose
running
shelf
stale
stall
stallion
stallions
still
stillness
sweeping
water
waters
writing
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