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May 2019
Your hair might not be so straight.
Your smile might not be that great.

But it doesn't matter what other people see.
Perfectly imperfect is what you are to me.

To me, your eyes outshine the stars.
Your smile takes me somewhere far.
Perfectly imperfect is what you are.

So, don't worry about that scar above your lip,
or that birthmark upon your hip.

You're perfectly imperfect.
And
you're always more than worth it.
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
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     Bogdan Dragos and Siranne
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