Books, oh how they hold such power,
With pages full of stories to devour.
A journey awaits, within each binding,
With tales of love, adventure, and finding.
The Pages We Write, a journey of its own,
Through lands of magic, and kingdoms unknown.
With each turn of the page, a new adventure begins,
As we lose ourselves in tales of heroes and sins.
From tales of dragons and princesses in distress,
To stories of bravery and conquering distress.
The Pages We Write hold endless delight,
As we delve into worlds both dark and light.
Words come alive on every single page,
As we get lost in the worlds they create.
Each story a treasure, a journey to behold,
As we escape to lands of silver and gold.
The Pages We Write are the stories we tell,
A journey through life, and the tales we sell.
For each story holds a piece of our soul,
As we write the pages, and let our story unfold.
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