Books

Books are just dreams wrote down

and shared with the world.

Books show us the side of people

that no one knows.

Books show us how sweet, how messed up,

how innoccent people truly are.

Books say things that everyone is afraid

to say out loud.

Books tell us that that tree was worth it,

it made a dream come true.

Books are just dreams wrote down

and shared with the world. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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