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Jan 2016
Too many of us,
Waste away our lives
In search of perfection—
The perfect love,
The perfect match,
A perfect fit.
Too many of us
Are unsatisfied with the perfection
We already have.
See, I think we've got it all wrong.
Imperfection is not
The absence of perfection.
Rather,
Perfection is simply,
The presence of imperfection.
Nightingale74
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