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It is a cold, wet, and windy night. I’m inside my warm shack relaxing in an ancient recliner, reading a book that is falling apart,…
CCLXXXIV
surrounded by dusty books slowly aging with me I provide shelter they share knowledge lifelong friends (A section of the Hermit Poet’s library) …
DCCCLXXXVIII- I’m a BookWorm
I have been a bookworm since I was a little guy. I have always had the need to read. Reading is a major part of my…