April 26, 2011
By bluebrymilk GOLD, Brunswick, Maine
bluebrymilk GOLD, Brunswick, Maine
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Sit in front of a fire,
Open up the maturing story,
And read.
To the point of soulful bliss.
Fall into that mystical world,
Wonder what I'll find?
A dragon waiting
In its hidden lair?
A revered sorcerer
Concealed in there?
Mayhap I leak a tear,
When I find
My own best friend
There to adventure with me
Until, crestfallen,
I must return again.

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