An Old Book

old book

Coffee stains the front cover of the old hard cover novel, the crisp smell of recycle wood-chips and ink loiter the dusty air, words fill the pages, once passionately expressed, since long been forgotten. The book has not being opened for many years, the soul of the writer waits still for the eyes of the reader to delve into, to bring their words to life once more.

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