The Sequel

You make me feel alive

In an otherwise black and white world

Breathing my pages to life

With more vivacity than words can tell

You paint illustrations over the ink blots

That, in the past, have defined my hell

From page one to the very last

You read until you knew me well

And now that book is finished

You take my hand and together

We begin to write the sequel.

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