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There’s a secret hiding place at the head of my bed,
It’s small and square and changes its face,
Depending on how far I’ve read.
They’ve taken my kids to dream land,
With dogs and dinosaurs to chase,
They’ve taken my mind off things,
That I don’t want to face,
It’s funny how something so small,
Can take a lifetime to make,
Or change a lifetime before it breaks,
But if you think about it it’s really not.
It’s a miracle we read what we do,
With book burnings and bannings,
And honestly what would we do,
If God forbid they had succeeded…
We would have nowhere to go.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/24/daily-prompt-books-2/

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