![]() Private ReadingA Poem by Willys WatsonPRIVATE READING The walls are tall, strong and silent; containing a thousand million often read and often loved words. He used to believe he came here, in times treasured, to be alone. But now, every once in a while, he almost wants to admit that he might just visit all of these voiceless, forgiving dear old friends of his because he is lonely. © 2024
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