Their imperfections are my perfections. All of you welds together to make the perfect being you struggled and suffered to become.
To struggle because you chose to is bravery. To struggle to survive is brave yet also cruel. To struggle and sink is pain beyond measure. A sense of emotionally intelligent perspective is everything.
Struggle is how we grow. Yet it is as salt in a dish. We need the perfect amount for our own personal taste.
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