I learned

Poetry taught me

to love myself,

to love nature,

to love

and to be;

 

That no one it 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.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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