I was reading a book. I was happy with the smell of its old pages.
My imagination was wonderful as I ate every mere word it has.
I was not myself when I was walking the journey.
Many more had happened to me.
Everything happened like a dream!
I did not know,
I was too busy to know,
I was reading a book blissfully,
And that book was you!
UVV Language by Teacher Michioflavia
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