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My book of life 💕

My book of life 💕

That upright book that stands amidst the library shelf needless to say, reminds me just a little bit of myself

With hundreds of pages that are yet to be read, bound together by shreads of invisible thread..

That book may well be an encylopedia from which one can learn or then again perhaps those pages are full of romanticism where two hearts will yearn..

These pages may entertain a bookworm betwixt those twilight hours, losing their sense of reality reading magical powers..

My life has been brimming with those loose-leaf pages from a book, waiting for strangers to become my friends as they stop by and take a look..

A beautiful book of learning what life is all about.. where I will never, ever know the answer within a shadow of a doubt...
 

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Jill Tait

Haha well u know me by now lad my wacky imagination takes me off on tangents so hey who knows 🤣💕🌈💙❤️

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Jill Tait

Thanks Greg loads x❤️💙❤️

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Shaun Cronick

Wonderful and warmly captivating Jill a magical write and read from a magical poetic mind.
And anything you write in a book is a must see read.
Thanks Jill stay safe and pinned with an ouchy pin and five shining worthy stars.
 

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Jill Tait

Thanking you so kindly my lovely poetic penfriend ❤️💙❤️

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