In the mirror, reflections blend,
With cracks and curves that never mend,
A portrait of imperfection true,
And beauty found in every hue.
Scars and lines that tell a tale,
Of battles fought and times we fail,
Each flaw, a chapter in our book,
A closer look is all it took.
For in the fractured, there’s a light,
That shines more bright in darkest night,
Uniqueness grows where flaws reside,
A canvas painted with our pride.
Embrace the quirks, the dents, the scars,
For in them lies who we are,
A masterpiece, in fractured form,
Weathered well by life's storm.
So lift your head, and wear with grace,
The marks that time cannot erase,
For perfect lies in just one truth,
Our flaws are proof of life's own youth.
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