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03/13/10
Reading
I never leave home, on my journeys to nature's true north, Without my trusty shoulder-slung portmanteau Bulging with a complement of literature I long to explore,
Despite my realizing, from experience, that in ten days' time, If I finish three or one of these volumes, I'll set a record (Overzealously, I hope to read the dozen I've brought).
It's always a good idea to be weighed down by books — The widest selection from the world's finest minds — Just in case I find my own company wanting.
What's more, in the unlikely event that I do get bored, I'll be able to consult their oracles, portrayals, visions, To map my way back to imagination's front door.
But I believe I know why I never get lost in my reading: There's so much more to glean from the woods and the lake, So many stories and myths in their ancient pages.
03/13/10
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