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DUSTY'S POEM

love is so precious
so hard to find
that when you find love

it becomes a state of mind
some take up arms
because they become defensive
some take to running away
because of pain and expenses
love is good always
expecially when unexpected
though most of the time
it can go un-detected
love has no price
love has no name
allthough, love is a strange thing
sometimes a game
love is in all ways a gift to be given
often found unexpected
in life bound and driven...

� Dusty Nelson



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