Some words

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Lost in the words 
And the musky smell of the pages 
Wandering in glorious lands 
Created by my mind 
I walk the journey of imagination
Of what could have been
Endearing emotions 
Of love, sadness, anger and despair
Feel beautiful
The world stops and time ceases
When I walk through those words
And wonder if life could be that serene
If I could embrace it like a book
That I loved reading
When anxieties didn't boil over 
But excitement brimmed 
When the future didn't hold darkness
But the thrill of adventure awaited 
A travel of exhilaration
Than trepidations
Life life life 
Is best lived when you're writing your own book.




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