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Perfection. Sometimes we want it so desperately. But, As time passes by we realize that the imperfections in ourselves are the true perfection Hidden by the stereotypical ideas within ourselves. Disabled, LGBT+, Curvy , Thin, Smart, Shy, Introvert, Extrovert, Ambivert.... Every single one of them..... They deserve more. We are all unique in our own way. It is too diverse to judge.
This is a poem about a sister's love. How she finds the simplest things done by her amazing yet disabled sister interesting. How she shows us that a person could turn the impossible into possible. Because the word itself says 'I'm Possible.'!!
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