"[Ah, to awaken one morning as the New York Public Library.
I would pass the days observing old men in raincoats
as they mounted the ponderous steps between the lions

carrying wild and scribbled notes in their pockets.
I would feel the pages of books turning inside me like butterflies.]
I would stare over Fifth Avenue with a perfectly straight face"

Metamorphosis by Billy Collins (adapted from fractalsandfairytales)

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