The Library Poem by Tui Jameson

The Library



It holds the history of the
past behind its closed
doors, you know not what it
holds. Is it love or is it

hate. Whatever you
find. wherever in take
you'll be lost for
hours trapped in a
fantasy, or stuck in the

past, you'll finish the
journey and find yourself
sitting in the Library.

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