I want it to be perfect,
I don't want to see flaws
I don't want mistakes
Permeating
Through half beautiful
Sculptures of perfection...
I can't have a straight line
standing out amongst
Perfect spheres
Or crooked straggles
Unorganized amongst
Perfect shelves...
I need order in my chaos.
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