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,


and triumphs;


Poetry is a mirror,

a magnify glass

and window,

somehow flexible to our needs.

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


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