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What Love Is


I thought I knew love, but now I know I didn't I thought I lost the true meaning but really is was never hidden. Most people think of love as holding hands and kissing But there's something bigger that their meaning is missing. Love is patient, love is kind, love doesn't change its mind Its not prideful, it never boasts Love doesn't live off a host It doesn't hold grudges, it never judges, when met with hate it never budges, love has no crutches, cause love is nothing... we deserve.
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Danielle Hinkle

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