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I learned


Poetry taught me

to love myself,

love nature,

to love 

and to be;

That no ine is truly alone, 

variety is needed,  

and no complication is needed  

to be liked;   

Progress includes patience,  

failure and mental blocks,    

breakdowns    

and triumphs;   

Poetry is a mirror,  

a magnify glass 

and window,

somehow flexible to our needs.

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