Letter #6

Little Girl,

It’s not defined but yet it’s crystal clear.
It’s not a wire, but yet it binds.
It’s not a barb, but still keeps thieves out.
It’s not refined but still is pure as wind.
It may be not what I think it is, but it’s pure.
It may not be what you think it is, but it’s enormous.
And it may not be love,

But it’s definitely not less.

Love to you forever.

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