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Imperfection

One, two strokes of my pen touch my paper, Resurrecting dreams vanquished in despair and with a glance I discern the imperfection in my work. With a smile I show reverence for my imperfection For it is what makes me who I am, what makes diversity possible, what makes life more meaningful and purposeful. Imperfection is such a beautiful thing Perfection lacks originality Mastery is not the absence of mistakes, but using those mistakes to your advantage Those who strive for perfection Will only waste their time and fail. While those who embrace their imperfection Are bound to succeed

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