Open the cover to see
People I would like to meet;
Thumb running across edges
Of pages I have read before
Not long after my place is found
My mind takes flight to lands off far
To France or England or even Japan
All depends on what the pages holds
And in those stories oh so deep
I shall fall into a deep sleep
To learn about these worlds so sweet
Becoming apart of their wholes
Just like Alice and her Rabbit Hole.















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