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Aug 2022
I am constantly attempting away,
Away from the mentality of judgement of others
Acknowledging my own imperfections
Knowing there has never been a measure of perfection
But just the expression of our intellectuality
However, There has and always is a measure of imperfection
Yet, we rather shy away from reality
And label them failures and ours mistakes
Illusioning/illuding our own mentalities of judgement
The reality is,
There is a reason why we are all different
And that reason should not make any difference
Same as the reason we need many-different ingredients to make one final product
Written by
Masibulele Ntsepo  30/M/Lusikisiki, South Africa
(30/M/Lusikisiki, South Africa)   
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     Jill and Lori Jones McCaffery
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