Beautiful Imperfection

The best photographs

Are the ones when I don’t know

The camera’s there.

 

Perfect works of art

Are created when the pen

Accepts the stray lines.

 

Stories are written

When the pen scratches across

The page with abandon.

 

Sometimes the best things

Happen when I choose to not

Strive for perfection.

This poem is about: 
Me

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