A Fortress of Stories
A room filled with books
Dreams taking shape
An escape
A safe haven
Doors to worlds unknown
Where did the time go?
Between the shelves
I lose myself
A thousand lives
Mine to claim
In ink my heart is bound
Picking one from the shelf
Settling down in a cosy corner
Ready to dissapear
Pages turning
The smell of new books
Hitting me and rendering me senseless
A love like no other
Nothing to stop me
No judgement
No disguise
Just truth
In A Fortress of Stories
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