I asked them what love was
I asked him
I asked her
I asked anyone I could get my hands on
After so many bodies
I eventually stopped asking...
In truth
I couldn't quite remember what the question was
And I realized

That we had ALL forgotten

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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