20 August 2012
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The walls are bookcases, | | | | | |
| | | | | | | | | up to the ceiling, |
Leathery and dust-heavy, | | | | | |
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Pages and pages of literary healing,
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No matter the trouble, | | | | | | | |
| | | | Just lie back and disappear,
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| | | | | No more confusion. | | | |
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Life is now clear. | | | | | | | | | | |
Escape • Opuss № I