Over your shoulder, please don`t mind me if my eyes have fallen onto your magazine for I`ve been watching and wondering why your face is changing with every line you read. All those lines and circles, to me, a mystery. Eve pull down the apple and give taste to me. If she would be wonderful, but my pride is in the way. I cannot read to save my life, I`m so ashamed to say.
I live in silence, afraid to speak of my life of darkness because I cannot read. For all those lines and circles, to me, a mystery. Eve pull down the apple and give taste to me. If she could it would be wonderful. Then I wouldn`t need someone else`s eyes to see what`s in front of me. No one guiding me.
It makes me humble to be so green at what every kid can do when he learns A to Z, but all those lines and circles just frighten me and I fear that I`ll be trampled if you don`t reach for me. Before I run I`ll have to take a fall. And then pick myself up, so slowly I`ll devour every one of those books in the Tower of Knowledge.
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