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About This Poem
The Wonder of Books
Since the publishing of the first book
Man has held this treasure in his hand,
A bit of magic bringing a new friend.
No limit to the wonder of this friend,
Between the pages of your book
All the wonders of the world in hand.
The pleasure of holding in your hand,
Each time cultivating a new friend.
Adventures between the pages of a book.
He who has a book in hand, always has a friend.
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