Unwritten Book

And by impersonating beauty itself

You fell down from that shelf

A tiny book covered in dust

Some lecture if I must

The history begins a little sad, with a girl

It felt like nothing at the beggining

As I walked through the pages of this odd whirl 

I sensed there was something missing

A 'hmpf' for sure, pretty odd for sure

Though I keep on reading for curiosity

It turned out to be a genuine text, kinda pure

And so I just went deep down in this history

Dolorous words, one after another

Ages of pain and evolution it says

This pasages are like a sad folder

Years of efforts, that is what she pays

It is a little book but I haven't finished it yet

Everyday when I open it

Many emotions and feelings arise

Quite imposible to ever end it

More than feelings and wholesomeness 

This pages contain knowledge

It is a book that really fits me

Truly taking me to the edge

I've suffered by this book

Laugh and rage too

But that is what I treasure the most

That it teaches me everyday on how to be human

Not a day, not an hour pass without saying to me that all that I lived and will live is gonna be good

This charming text, with a cute cover, soft and warm to the touch, details in bright brown, the pages exhume a pleasing aroma

Been a few months since I started reading

And I already love it

About the history that the book hides, I know little, it's like the book decides what to reveal to me, like every new page I read is writen the night before and I love that, it's like I'm becoming something to this book

For what it is and for what it will be

I'll keep safe this pasages

Protect it with my own life

And make sure it is always in good state

A book, one in a million

Magical like a fairy

Harsh like reality

And with an infinte ways to say to you

Stop being so whiny

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