Reader (Revisited)

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An odd boy

Who favored his time without others

Happy in his introvert

Alone

Indulged in his books

and his pleasures

Felt that these words

That no one else could write

No one will quite understand

There is some magic

Written on the pages

The stories of mystery

And adventurous courage

Detailed and flowing

Inside his mind

His imagination

the suspense and the thrill

Of the heroes and heroines

Encountering their enemies

They're young and naive

And they learn

In their books one by one

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