The perfect flaws

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There are these things called flaws

Do you like what you see

There are these things called flaws

Seen in you and me

 

Flaws we se see

Oh what a shame

Just differences

We're not really lame

 

We seek to destroy

What we don't understand

Why must we create

A much lesser man

 

If one were to explore the world

Take themselves a tour

They'd find that flaws don't take away

Insted they make us more

 

You can conforms to the laws of normality

Or you can be lawless

Embrace your flaws

'Cause they make you flawless

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