What I Need
And I ask
What are you?
She replied
I am many things
I am eternal and nonexistent
I am personal yet also objective
I am sometimes lost when Death is present
However
I am found when new Life starts to breathe
I am found within those who truly see
I am twisted to appease those who commit evil deeds
I am pure in intent but can be misguided
I ask you what do you think
I am
And I reply
You are the reason I am alive
You are the reason I live day to day
You are the currency that every heart is demanding to be paid
You are the thing I can not replace
You are in everything I do, from work to play
You are Love
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