Living Poetry

❝ These books are my drugs, the words are my liquor; igniting the passion and feeding the flicker. Each page like poison, hot with desire; playing with emotions and taking me higher. Such an addiction is divine and I confess it is mine: like cigarettes are for crooks, my obsession is books. ❞

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