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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