We are all in some way
Best described as Japanese say,
Wabi-Ssbi, which is flawed perfection
This makes sense upon reflection,
For has an appeal
That should keep us real,
And on no account should we ever feel
As if we failed because we aren’t perfect,
For it’s a standard to hard to attain
But we can still be good,
And still do what’s right
We can still evolve and still transcend,
As remarkable souls in the end.
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