WRITING FOR THE HELL OF IT~: LIKE A MIRRORED IMAGE

LIKE A MIRRORED IMAGE

Like a mirrored image, I am perfectly imperfect,
And there is nothing more that I can expect...
I would love to be without flaw, without taint, without mar,
But, there is no such thing, we are what we are...
Because I am perfectly imperfect, I am free,
To make the absolute best of me;
I can strive to achieve,
Greater things than I am led to believe,
For my perfect imperfections inspire,
Me to reach higher and higher...
Which leaves little room for failure,
Another illusion of self-allure...
Oh, like a mirrored image, I am perfectly imperfect,
And there is nothing more that I can expect...

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