Proud Missteps

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In the tapestry of my life, mistakes are woven,
Each thread a lesson learned, a path chosen.
Though they may be seen as missteps and flaws,
I proudly embrace them, for they are my cause.

For in these errors, I have found my strength,
They've sculpted my character, their breadth and length.
Through stumbles and falls, I've learned to rise,
To face adversity with unwavering eyes.

Regret, I have none, for they're not in vain,
They're the brushstrokes that paint my unique terrain.
They've taught me resilience, shaped my core,
A testament to the person I adore.

In moments of darkness, they've kindled my light,
Guiding me through the shadows, shining bright.
I've stumbled, I've faltered, yet I endure,
For my mistakes are the fuel that makes me sure.

They've etched upon my spirit, a mark profound,
A testament to the wisdom that I've found.
With each stumble and misstep I embrace,
I grow wiser, stronger, at a steady pace.

So I stand tall, proud of my imperfect dance,
Knowing that my mistakes have given me a chance,
To learn, to evolve, and to understand,
That it's through these errors, my true self expands.

For in the tapestry of my life, mistakes hold sway,
They're the vibrant colors that won't fade away.
They've shaped my essence, my being, my soul,
A testament to the journey that's made me whole.

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