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By wistful Date: 2002 Jan 06 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.06.00.42.28112]] |
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Pity those who seek perfection Elusive, though pursued from birth Rarely can a true perfection Find its way at home on earth Endless sleepless nights they toss Constantly unmet and lost Tell me: what's perfection's cost? Fate has dealt me something new Once willing to settle, she gave me you Right in my heart; a love so true. . . Many men have sought perfection Each is different, per his view. . . .I see you. . . |