love.

love is patient,

it is also kind

it can be hopeful and sometimes scary,

but it can also be evil

it is selfless, maybe selfish

love is an experience

it can be everything you ever hoped it would be

yet it could be nothing you wanted in life

love exist in everyone 

sometimes it just takes the right person to bring it out. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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