A living book it came
With obstacles it shade
The book cover within
The mirror of facade

And she tangled her fingers around the book
With a hope of lasting interest in it
But it revealed to be a bittersweet content
Skipping of sour chapters she then thought

And it told her in a pitchy cream voice
"Turn every page till you reach the end "
"Read every word before you press"



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