i'mperfection

January 30, 2015

Because of my imperfect smile,

I am who I am which is perfect.

Because of my imperfect style,

I am who I am which is flawless.

These little imperfections make me Unique.

I am original in this world.

My imperfections make me into what I am.

And there is nothing imperfect about that.

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