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Apr 2015
Do not weep
for your
imperfections.
Like love
they make you
human.
They are
the facets
that allow
you to shine.
Keep them
polished.
Send your light
into the world;
it already has
enough darkness.
Consider yourself
creatively
maladjusted,
not broken.
Become an eagle
or a flamingo.
Soar into
the night sky
seeking love
and knowledge.
Who knows
where you may
land.
Remember, the cracks are how the light gets in. Perfection is boring.
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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