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Palinode
I longed for her touch, a blessing denied, not the warmth of a thousand suns that reside. Not the heavens above nor the stars that gleam, could rival the peace…
In a world that is rapidly moving and becoming more digitalised, it has become an essential part of the world to have everything easily accessible to you, within that rectangular box of silicon that we all carry in our pockets.
Reading books is a very personal journey that varies from person to person, depending on their preferred genre of choice. I’m pretty sure all book lovers can tell you that reading is a magical and personal journey that transcends other kinds of sensory experiences.