Flawless Flaws

I have been boxed and labeled,

and am expected to reach a certain location,

but I've been lost in the mail, 

my label smudged,

my box tattered by obstacles and people,

but through this ongoing process,

I keep myself together,

taping the rips up,

and staying true to my value inside,

on the outside,

I may seem nothing but a flaw,

but inside, my strength is flawless,

my tape and value will never fall short.

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