Oh printed page

Oh Printed Page

Please come to me in my hour of need

Whisper to my mind

Chase away all of realities dreadful sadness

Chase away those that judge me

Chase the tormentors away

Take me to a far away land

Where the danger can be stopped

by the turning of a page.

Take me to high cliffs

Where the winged bird floats on air

Take me to where the fish tell stories

Take me to where forever doesn’t mean pain

And happily ever after is a way of life

Take me to make-believe

Because it’s just too much

to live with the pain

that humans inflict on each other.

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