A SERENE HUB!

There is a place I know, tranquil and serene,

Where you can treat yourself, to knowledge umpteen.

It has a charm, which is evergreen,

Whichever be the century, it never loses its sheen.

Tucked away, from all the hustle and bustle,

It's a place, where you face least hassle.

It has a lot to offer, an inexhaustible treasure,

Which you can condense, as per your measure.

The next time you feel lost, try going to this place,

I'm sure you can work your mind out, to space.

It is a place, where you get information secondary,

Which has been since long, christened "Library".

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