We have flaws and holes
In our heart, in our soul.
Cracks constitute our existence
Sadly, we become scared of our own reflection.
The imperfection breathes in us
And there is no way
We could wipe off its exuberance.
It is what that makes us unique
It is what that renders us human.
Why be discomfited by its presence?
Why be intimidated by its essence?
Let’s bask in the glory of being imperfect
Embrace the fissures through which light enters.
Being full of critical crevices
Leaves a scope to fill ourselves.
So, accept your imperfections
Be flawsome and fall in love with your reflection.
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