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Does not exist Is not real Though we cannot resist To really feel A sense of accepting To keep us smiling. I don't know what perfect means, All I know is what it will cause. It clouds what a person sees And keeps them focused on their flaws. So listen to me, I tell you the truth You are all perfect, I promise you.
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
Perfection
Does not exist Is not real Though we cannot resist To really feel A sense of accepting To keep us smiling. I don't know what perfect means, All I know is what it will cause. It clouds what a person sees And keeps them focused on their flaws. So listen to me, I tell you the truth You are all perfect, I promise you.
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
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