I walked these streets
Quiet and unknown
My hunger and my thirst
A guide to my feet
Feet that always carefully
Guided my eyes
To pages wild and alive
With the danger of ideas
Feet that sought masters
To bow then overthrow
With words that rang loud
Like the bells of freedom
These doors unlocked
To grant me entrance
Where others unyielding
And I, uninvited
Did conspire with fate
And ancient bound pages
Cherishing this artifact
Raided by a mind
very nice!
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