He read himself
And wrote himself too
In an ordinary page
Of the world,
People ignored it,
As it seemed dull and insipid to them,
One day a great reader came,
He saw the page
And began to read it
With true care and attention,
Gradually the simple page became extraordinary
In his fertile domain,
The eminent reader became fully engrossed
In this ordinary page
And he took it with him forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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