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Write a metaphor poem using the following as an example : Love Love is a rainbow Green is the love I have for my friends Yellow is how I love my sister Red is the hurt I feel when people hurt me Blue is how I feel when I lose a love Purple is the bird soaring above the love rainbow
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Love is a rainbow
Green is the love I have for my friends
Yellow is how I love my sister
Red is the hurt I feel when people hurt me
Blue is how I feel when I lose a love
Purple is the bird soaring above the love rainbow
Pink is a valentine’s love
All of these colors together
Make up my rainbow of love
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