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Scary to learn how to love,

Like learning how to swim…

Too afraid to drown,

Loving isn’t swimming,

It’s normal to fear to be brought down.

Looking into your own face,

Looking for your own fate,

It’s easy to lose yourself,

It’s easy to find yourself,

What’s hard is patience…

Raging thoughts seem to never calm,

But each step I take is in my palm…

I grasp to learn…

How to ignite…

With love I’d choose to never fight…

Learning how to love,

Like learning how to breathe…

Try learning how to live..

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