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big pages
big pages
opened wide with spilled black letters.
the only place where a lion might befriend a caterpillar or a child can learn to fly.
sharp edges covered with glossy coating
stained with sticky fingerprints.
new words match the foreign sights.
up above i see You
and feel warmth on my right arm.
a hummed deep voice mirrors your moving lips.
after many leaves fall, snowflakes drop, rainstorms pour, and suns shine
You are still my favorite story to tell.
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