Woe is the word that can best describe a room such as this.
A room left to decay without concern or tribute.
A room full of books left unnoticed and uncared for.
Woe is the day when such a deed becomes common place.
For books need to be revered and touched daily.
They need to be cherished and loved.
Woe describes a world where the written word is secondary.
Secondary to silly movies and TV shows.
Secondary to reality stars.
Woe is the feeling in my heart as I look at this room.
I want to pick up all the papers from the floor.
But what is the use if no one cares?
That’s such a sad image.
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I know. I hope it isn’t a common one.
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Beautiful! At last a voice crying in the wilderness. Although I value technology, but there’s nothing to compare with the sensation, while holding a treasured book, filled with inspiring thoughts.
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I agree. Nothing can compare to opening a book for the first time. The possibilities…
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Heart wrenching.
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