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This Book Is Bound In Leather And Writ In Blood
This Book Is Bound In Leather And Writ In Blood
this book
leather bound
once soft skin cover
now weathered and beaten
into cracked and ancient hide
that smells of cedar wood
once tightly bound
now coming apart
at the seams
its pages yellowing with age
some dog-eared
well worn
with a tracing finger
on the memories
others
stuck together
wi...
Monday 3rd April 2017 12:56 pm
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