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Bookwormer

The books that come-
what dreams they know!
They give my mind
some place to go,
Offering escape
from endless fears
And falshoods proporting
sleep sans tears.
So I am the Bookwormer
trapped in my own mind
Burrowing through
other places and time.

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Very nice poem and dreams is beautiful...!