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Aug 2013
I once thought
It was perfect of me
to be perfect for you
until
I was imperfect of you

Then it was perfectly
Okay
of me
to be
Imperfect
you see?
I'm not perfect
for you
But I'll do
for me
Helen
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Helen  nowhere special
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