Flower
I am a flower
that bends
in the wind
I am misshapen
one petal
to short
I am two colors
my genetics
indecisive
I am photographed
sniffed and enjoyed
despite my flaws
I am flawless
perfect
in my imperfections
A flower is rarely called ugly
despite its flaws
and imperfections
I am short
I am misshapen
I am scared
but
I am me
A flower
beautiful
no matter what anyones says
be a flower
and together
create a
fragrant garden
of glorious
Imperfection
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