My Bookshelf

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Tall and sturdy,
Supportive and reliant,
You are always there,
Waiting,
I leave,
Venturing into the world,
And I always come back to you.
You hold my most prized possessions,
My deepest secrets,
Safe and secure,
Away from grabbing hands,
Always seeking to take,
But you stand firm and tall,
Guarding like a trained knight,
You are my bookshelf,
Tall and strong.

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