A Box of Books
While cleaning out the attic I
Recently discovered
A box full of long forgotten books.
Time had not been kind to this find
As the covers were dusty and the pages had lost
Their newly printed pristine luster.
Despite obvious imperfections
In this aging collection
Of perennial prose and poetic writings
From childhood days,
I suddenly found myself
Transported there before turning
The first page.
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