The idea of me

There is beauty
in knowing we
are imperfect.
But there is also pain.

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There is longing for meaning.
For completeness.
There is striving to become… 

what?

What is it
that I need
to feel enough?

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In learning to love
unanswered questions
I find some peace.

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In learning to love
Myself
I let go of the idea of me.

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