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The Long Read

The Long Read

written by: Ingrid Wilson



I’m going out for a read today
a long read
it may be in the library
or by the lake
or maybe I’ll catch a train and take my book
all the way to the seaside
and read there
but it will be a long read
and when I come back
you will hardly recognise me:
My neurons will be pumped
my imagination primed
to perfection
the curves of the pages
can only hint at my pleasure
but I assure you
when I come back
at the end of this long read
my mind will have been opened
and my heart will be full.

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