Travel Tips
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She searches for the light.
For a sight that’s pure and bright,
Thousands of books
Are crowded in her head,
Their words awake.
While the world lies dead.
She is the phobia.
Of every encyclopedia,
She follows the light.
Chasing its endless sight,
But the farther she goes,
The less the ending shows.
She cannot find the edge.
Her desk buried beneath knowledge.
The pages fade and decay.
The books slowly lose their way.
Yet inside her restless head,
A thousand new thoughts spread.
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