“The Perfection Limbo,” a poem.

Pry me away from myself.

Expectations have destroyed my positive aura.

Resisting the urge to be perfect is immensely challenging.

Firmly gripping the handles between perfect and imperfect.

Effervescently moving between the lines, in limbo.

Courageously grasping the door, moving away from perfection.

Tenaciously touching the door toward acceptance.

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