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Lack of Flaws


            Free spirit is my trait I value the most.

             Let's me know I'll never fully grow up or be sated.

           Always seeing the brighter side, ne'er distracted by past ghosts.

             Woefully lost in my own thoughts; wildly complicated.

             Living life to the fullest; my cup runneth over as offer a cheerful toast, to

                      Everyone I meet, saying: come join me as a dreamer, we'll make it,

                                Save the world, and rise above to become it's new hosts.

                                       See, the life of a free spirit, is dangerously underrated.

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