Challenge
love.
Write about the purest form of love. But to be more realistic, add practical, possibly impure, aspects.
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Newborn
Nine months I carried you and you don't even know my name. You know
my voice, you know I have protected you. You have heard other voices but I didn't let them harm you. You trust me and I don't even know what you look like. You love me and I love you, no questions asked.