Wednesday, 23 November 2016

The library

In my place Colourful books are waiting to be read,

Saggy bean bag get plonked on the hard floor,

I see tall bookshelves towering over people,

Relaxed people like me are quietly flicking through pages of books,

Busy staff handing out food and drinks,

sliding doors open with a beep as they let people through.

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