My sould was killing my flaws
I look at my soul killing its flaws. I appreciate it and let it do so. But when I came back to earth to show them a perfect human, I realized my mistakes made me who I am. Without my flaws, I am just a perfect human—but not me.
Copyright © Balbir Singh Dosanjh | Year Posted 2025
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