Lives in stories


08 Dec


I was passing by

Looked into a shop

With grey long hair

Touching his shoulders

With grey long beards

Past his chest

Drowned in books

In one brown colour

All piled up

Around him

He seemed to me

A sage

Whose purpose was not

Selling antique books

But to live

In the stories

Of these books

20Feb
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