April 3, 2010
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Reading a book is like a whole new world,
In my own mind, snuggled on my bed and curled.
Reading is an activity, one I love most,
Dreaming and believing, my mimd is the host.

In a fairytale, I'm the pretty princess,
Or I may be a villain, more or less.
Feeling the sadness as the character cries,
I hurt, and feel pain, though I know the lies.

A book is a different kind of my imagination,
I can read anywhere- in the car,home,or on vacation.
Reading my whole life, I love it so much,
So close to my heart, just like a touch.

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