Why can�t anything just be good enough?
You see the flaw in everything, especially me.
My every word, my every action
Your eyes are like those of a hawk.
Your sharp vision catches every mistake.
Nothing goes without complaint.
You yearn so deeply for perfection;
Your ambition is like the universe.
Just when it seems that it can�t grow any larger,
I see something more, flickering in your eyes.
You don�t see what needs to be seen �
That some flaws are endearing
You don�t see the wisdom that desperately needs to be seen �
That perfection itself has its flaws
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