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Feb 24
The words you wrote were at first
calming and friendly
then as you looked into my soul
you changed
your world became mysterious, devious, violent
yet I could not let you go
I became you, I lived your words,
I craved your mysteries
then, when you both met, at first I was angry
I was ready to let go
but then I realised it was me
there with you
until the very last page
and until...
The End
We all need a good book.
Terence James Potter
Written by
Terence James Potter  69/M/Wales
   Pradip Chattopadhyay
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