Flawless Imperfection

Unchangeable is the love within our souls Dreaming of soft timelessness Perceived in fadeless hues of red and gold Transmuted from molded clay Imperfect, yet still beheld As flawless White shadows of a misted lace attention holds An honesty in its purest form Washed in fadeless hues of red and gold Unchangeable is the love within Completed souls As timelessness transforms Until now, our feet have trod a different path Yet seeking still the same Imperfection, with an honest aftermath Time has taken wing in fadeless hues of red and gold Imperfection beheld as flawless Is the element it became

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