Librarian

I would like to formally apologize to all my books.

The ones I haven’t touched in a while, or haven’t even read yet.

The ones who remain on my shelves collecting dust.

With lessons unlearned

With themes unread

With words unspoken

I am sorry. Since I now know how you feel.

To be silently stored. To be left in waiting.

To have so much to say and no one to listen.

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