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The Book Thief
In the shadows of the city's embrace,
A young seeker, in a quiet space.
Not riches, but knowledge he craves,
A book thief's heart, among the city's waves.
Through cobblestone alleys, he tiptoes at nights,
In the soft glow of the moon's guiding light.
Fingers dance on bindings, titles unknown,
His silent steps on knowledge's
throne.
A canvas of stories, worlds untold,
In each stolen page, a destiny unfolds.
The book thief, he's in the quiet hush,
Steals not for riches but a wisdom's brush.
No home but the city, his refuge, his nook,
He steals not to harm, but to savor each
book.
With dreams and ideas, the treasures he
sought,
A symphony of words, a tapestry of
thoughts.
In the alleys he roams, a scholar in the night,
The book thief's journey, an endless flight.
For in every stolen chapter, a new dawn
unfurls,
A penniless poet in the midst of stolen
pearls.
© #Sherlocked
A young seeker, in a quiet space.
Not riches, but knowledge he craves,
A book thief's heart, among the city's waves.
Through cobblestone alleys, he tiptoes at nights,
In the soft glow of the moon's guiding light.
Fingers dance on bindings, titles unknown,
His silent steps on knowledge's
throne.
A canvas of stories, worlds untold,
In each stolen page, a destiny unfolds.
The book thief, he's in the quiet hush,
Steals not for riches but a wisdom's brush.
No home but the city, his refuge, his nook,
He steals not to harm, but to savor each
book.
With dreams and ideas, the treasures he
sought,
A symphony of words, a tapestry of
thoughts.
In the alleys he roams, a scholar in the night,
The book thief's journey, an endless flight.
For in every stolen chapter, a new dawn
unfurls,
A penniless poet in the midst of stolen
pearls.
© #Sherlocked
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