Fantasy


You were the protagonist of my unnamed novel resting
somewhere on my shelf.
You were the part of my life
Whose chapter i left unread.
You were that precious treasure
Who brought me joy, fun and pleasure.
Spending my time with you is what i called leisure
And remembering it all makes it even more fresher.

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