Sanctuary
Book in my hand,
Sentences beneath our fingers.
Through it, we find shelter.
Lost in a nameless land,
Then taking on a new role.
Showered by golden rays,
Washed by the whispering winds.
Put on our glasses and tune out everything.
Turning the page,
Writing a new chapter.
Together,
Let’s take a peek at our bookmarked place
Staring at the happy ending or lamenting it—
After all,
We vanish from the pages of time.
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