Imagine a world where every word
Ever spoken, ever written, ever uttered;
Simply faded away.
Just into the ether, leaving not a trace.
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How dangerous can a book really be?
Words that can be smudged
Pages as fragile as a porcelain doll
Ripped, crinkled and wrinkled, their ink unrecognizable
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In the quiet dawn, where mist drapes the hills,
a girl stands at the edge of the woods,
breathes in the earth, the stories woven into the soil.
She gathers the whispers of elders,
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The mountains rise like walls,
tall and unyielding,
their shadows stretch across the valley,
a heavy blanket that stifles the sun.
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I left when the dawn painted the sky,
took the winding roads that led me away,
the mountains fading into a memory,
their towering forms a silhouette against the horizon,
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I return,
the weight of years carried softly,
each step a familiar echo on the path,
the air thick with memories,
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Ink on the page,
painting pictures of life,
of death, and all the things between.
Prompted to write for a moment of escape,
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Our mother cradles us to sooth our pain
She covers us in a hedge of protection
Keeping out the monsters that lie under our beds
Waiting for the right moment as we sleep our dream away
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Time is fleeting, our days depleting
We have to get this right

Polar bears are starving,
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As children, our cries are hushed
Our parents beg us not to make a scene
Sit down, be calm, be quiet
Don't draw attention
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It could happen to you
The news make's it seem so foreign
People crying
Asking questions
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Let's pause for a moment of silence

Columbine
Heritage
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Dear Emilie,

They say your smile could light up a room
You were bright and creative
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Hunkered down
In a
Dark room
We wait
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A tiny blue dot floats through the void
As it approaches, so much more is revealed
Mountains that reach high into the clouds
Kissing the atmosphere
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Ahem, we call this meeting to order.
An official gathering of
The Banned Books Club.
Please stand
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Crackle, crackle, pop
Pages smoldering in the streets
Instead of words searing themselves into minds
They scorch the pavement
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Are you looking to expand your knowledge?
Journey to a new world,
Learn about a time long, long ago?
I have the thing just for you!
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You are a new and shiny book
Your pages are just waiting to be turned
Your words are just waiting to be read
Your covers are yearning to be held
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