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Books and a Woman

Books are portal like door, Which takes me to the ocean and centuries to centuries, I become tired, The books tell me that I am not alone, They are in my heart. But my mother believes that It is not okay for girls reading too much, The books that my father had locked whisper in my ears, Their address is in a clear glass cupboard. I look at animated covers and mysterious titles, But I have no permission to touch them, My mind ran again and again with all the forbidden words, poems, stories and novels, Like all other people, I want to take shower into that knowledge sea. Why are girls barricading to read? I have too much questions in my generous mind, Free thinking fills the velocity of the storm, I throw myself away, all the fumes left in the mind. I write an invisible book in my open mind, , There I am the villain, I am the hero, I'll win everything in the universe, I want to be a woman sage of wisdom.

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