Walks, talks, thrills
Stays alive
Thru Time,
Preciously guarded
By its literary prime
That enables it to survive,
Beyond the guilt
Of all our crimes.

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Come from
Ancient Lands
Can express,
What nothing
Else can,
From the inner
Spirit,
To the deepest
Secrets,
Buried way below
In memory’s
Sands.

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