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This poem is main about how powerful words within a book can be. |
| The Book of Time The scent of time, suddenly evaporates Dust and dirt fade, light illuminates Upon a cover, time subtly pauses, And ye shall find what the book causes. I have been told, of the power it embraces Ye might ponder, the worth of its phrases. Heartened words, may bestow greatness So as ye are 'bout to harness. The enlightened age, for vast knowledge ye seek The Book of Time, ye shall surmount the siege. Formidable gists that words entail I proclaim, ye shall not fail. For what ye pursue, the road of erudition No fear, no worries, to be drawn in this expedition Lines of wisdom, the Book of Time encompasses Ye shall not deviate from its eminences. |
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