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Books fall open, you fall in,

Delighted where you've never been.

Hear voices not once heard before,

Reach world through world, through door on door.

Find unexpected keys to things,

Locked up beyond imaginings….

True books will venture, dare you out,

Whisper secrets, maybe shout,

Across the gloom, to you in need

Who hanker for a book to read.

― David McCord