I am perfectly
imperfect
the sum of all
of the imperfections
and yet
more than even the sum
of all put together and multiplied
My beauty
soul
spirit
dreams
Stems entirely from
all of my imperfections
A sorry lonely world
it would be
if everyone
were the perfect
sweet scented
flawlessness
Same
It is the imperfections
that bring the interesting
to an otherwise
sterile perfect world
Clandestine Writing... 
Beautifully written! Such a lovely rhythm and poignant message your poem has. Especially loved the line, “sweet scented/flawless/same”. Such positive things juxtaposed with your underlying theme that imperfections are what makes humans unique. Enchanting and captivating, I thoroughly enjoyed it.
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Thank you.
🙂
My pleasure!
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