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Within the vast garden of life, self-love blooms,

Like a radiant flower, bright and luminous,

It grows through the soil of our hearts and minds,

Nurtured by kindness, acceptance, and time.

It's a love that's not conditional,

Like the rising of the sun,

Or the changing of the seasons,

It's a constant, unwavering truth,

That's always there, day and night.

Through the good times and the bad,

Self-love remains steadfast and true,

Like the steady beat of our hearts,

Fueling our every move and thought,

It's a love that's as natural as breathing,

Yet often taken for granted, lost in a world of strife.

Self-love is a mirror,

Reflecting our worth and our beauty,

It's a source of strength and resilience,

Like a mighty fortress, protecting our soul.

It's a love that transcends external validation,

Like a mountain peak standing tall,

Unmoved by the opinions and judgment of others,

Self-love is a self-sustaining and empowering force,

That cannot be extinguished by the flames of criticism or doubt.

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