Jan 08
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Perfect

We’re all incomplete pieces of art.
Smudges on all of us.
Of meanness and sadness and hurt and anger.
And bright splotches of happiness and creativity and kindness, too. 
If I could paint portraits of all of you,
I would. 
And I would make them perfect. 
Because that’s what we all are.
Perfect.
Sure,
We might tease each other sometimes.
Because we’re just teens.
Okay fine, kids. 
And we love each other. It’s true. 
We will help each other complete our portraits. 
We will draw on them with pastels and paints and crayons and pencils.
We will laugh and create splotches of color.
And we’ll make them
Perfect.
 
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