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Jul 2017
If I must be perfect before
I can be accepted by you,
Remember then,
that the same perfection
you seek of me,
that same perfection
you demand,
The same perfection which
you seldom possess,
Will exclude you,
because you,
my dear,
Are not perfect.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved
Emeka Mokeme
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Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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