How to Spell Life

My own thoughts form the maelstrom

The chaos that absorbs me.

The people that once pointed out my flaws

help me realize my imperfections are perfectly imperfect.

These imperfections I once hated 

show what I've been through

and add to all the information I garnered to help me

be a better me.

Flawlessly renewed you see.

I couldn't be more happy to look behind me 

and smile at the things I've been through.

This poem is about: 
Me

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