I am a Library
All silent and quiet
When you know what’s inside me
You’ll know all my stories
People may find a whole lot of varieties in me
Then what I may seem
Small and short
But unimaginable on the inside
Stories may be a cold or warm feeling
Books that can’t be seen
What it has to be said, is such a thrilling
At first when you know me, my cover is always going to be weird or hidden
At the end of this story
You will find me friendly and revealing
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