Book Thoughts.

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It give me shivers like winter chills,

this empty place with gold it fills,

My mind it wonders to time and place,

I think I know of a place called nothing,

I think I've felt a broken heart,

I think I've felt a saddened solul,

I think I've seen a ghost in mind, 

I think I've seen Hitler talk,

It twists me round with every page,

It Churns my mind with every flip,

I love the way it touch my soul,

Full of advice full of surprise,

Lift me up then put me down,

Oh book of mine do come​ around,

Oh Book in hand please be my own.

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