Flawless
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A perfect mix of generations lies within me,
Flawless, Error Free, Perfect, that's just three ways to spell out "Me".
Yes, I'm only human so I am doomed to mess up,
But with a confidence this great, you don't see the mess, muck.
I strive for greatness, perfection, and success.
All which seem to make me the best.
I'm Flawless
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