In quiet corners, time stands still,
each word a thread the heart can fill.
The world outside may rush and race,
but here, I linger, lost in place.
A kingdom blooms from paper’s hue,
with skies of gold, and seas of blue.
Heroes rise, old empires fall,
yet all fit neatly in my hall.
Though some may chase the sun or sea,
and count their treasures gleefully,
my chosen hobby, pure and true,
is chasing dreams a page can brew.
For every book, a secret door,
once opened—life is always more.
Thank you for reading, liking, and commenting to my posts. It is very appreciated.
I am currently raising money to pay for ongoing psychotherapy. I am a survivor of complex trauma, I have dissociative identity disorder, and complex PTSD. Therapy can be very expensive.
If you feel like donating to my fund you can donate using pay pal. My pay pal email for donating is:
Don’t feel you have to, there is no pressure, but I’m grateful for any donations that are received.
Again thanks for visiting!
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