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This is just a poem I wrote. I'm a little unsure of punctuation though. Feedback would be nice.

Reading


Crawling up in my familiar bed, I take my book from the stand.
Beginning to do what I love; entering a fantasy land.

The only time I have for myself; all others are fast asleep.
Reading is my way, to enter dreamland, rather than counting sheep.

If magic's involved I'm happy, whether present or long ago,
All I need is good and evil, a battle between friend and foe.

Warriors of old, or kids of today, fighting to save the world,
cliché, yes, brilliant, sometimes, but always adventure unfurled.

Each book, a temple, a home. Always there for me over the years,
their stories in hand they help me glide over my canyon of fears.

One book might have a brand new cover; one an older complexion,
But for each and every one, I will always share my affection.