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Aug 2014
We all have our little problems,
A trouble or two.
But I seemed to have miss yours,
There's nothing wrong with you.

It's not that your perfect,
For no one can be.
But I've chosen to look past that,
Your flaws I can no longer see.

To yourself you have flaws,
You wish you could fix.
But to me there what makes you,
So different for other chicks.
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