I learned to love much like I learned how to write, by imitation and practice. I don’t know how good I’m at either. I am hoping to write that one great paragraph, stanza, and find that one true love.
Right now I have term papers filled with red marks and poems I think are trash, and a love life in ruin.
That won’t stop me. Not yet anyway.
In search of greatness,
KD
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