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Mar 2021
My dear friend, do not seek perfection, it is but an illusion, a man made mirage.
They say a gem can not be polished without friction, but a gem is already beautiful whatever form or shape it has taken, it does not need polishing or friction to become more alluring, and to who?
What are these standards, do not force yourself one way, when all ways are possible, you do not have to trim your branches, do not cut off your limbs, each petal, each leaf is beautiful whatever way they have chosen to grow, cherish these offshoots and do not be ashamed of them, these are not your flaws, they are part of your ever being, do not let the fixing become a fixation, there’s nothing wrong with you, only right.
Written by
Kawa  31/M/Sweden
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