What Flaws ?

I must've been blind when I was small,

They came around when I grew up tall

some were quiet and some were loud ,

some went and never came around

a few were lost and new ones came,

to me they all would seem the same

I don't ever like to see them, I'd rather see them out 

to be them is absurd, I'd like to be without

underneath them I found me, and I showed me to be strong

then I finally knew, as I knew it all along

 

and when I went  to turn and face them

 I saw that they were gone.

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