Love
Love in reality
Is a rough steep hill
It is an waterfall ending in sharp rocks
Love in reality
Is sharp crystal rock
Glass grass
Mist of pesticide
And then when you
Find true love
It can be rough at times
But it only like a bumpy smooth trail
That we all find fun
And loving
And warm
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