Stumbled across colorful type
and I found a portal of
magic and wonder,
beauty.
An adventure
to slowly devour,
to dive deeper,
to turn the pages.
A miraculous beauty,
a secret
everyone had always known,
kept from me.
A sort of
ecstasy.
A reason
to live,
to love,
to die.

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