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Oct 2012
Back to back with spines
all lined up binding crumbling
on old tomes
the musty scent of
aged words wafts
off the books into my world
As I walk their quiet rows
they jump at me from
quiet shelves
rumbling deep inside
my mind there finding
solace with myself
Zajan Akia
Written by
Zajan Akia  Long Island, NY
(Long Island, NY)   
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