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Completely imperfect, that's how I accept myself,
in every mistake I find learning,
dancing to the rhythm of my own steps,
embracing my baggage with love.
I am a sea of contradictions,
a garden of flowers without equal,
completely imperfect, yes,
but authentic in every detail.
My flaws are part of my essence,
each scar tells a unique story,
I am an incomplete puzzle,
a never static work of art.
What a beautiful and moving poetry. I love how you describe self-acceptance through imperfection. It's a powerful reminder that our flaws and scars are integral parts of who we are, and that being authentic is more valuable than striving for perfection. Thank you for sharing these inspiring words.
Thank you for reading it and for your comment