I wish I could escape 
Into the pages that I could write, 
A story with all my wishes 
Taking shape with all its might. 

I wish I could hide in this book 
Where I wrote my dreams in ink, 
And lose myself whenever I want 
In my world that seems unique.

I could drift away through each line, 
Into a world where adventures begin, 
Where heroes rise and worries end, 
And each page feels like a loving friend. 

I would wander through tales upon tales 
In lands of stars where happiness rules, 
And find my place, crafted to perfection, 
In worlds where my magic will rule. 

If only time could pause a while, 
I would live in pages that soothe and smile, 
To escape in stories, bold and true, 
In worlds 
That heals and makes me new.  

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