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V.

I do not
regret
that
I am
imperfect.

In each crack
there is
an orchid
growing

& chocolate
serves
me
when

I
slip
from
grace.

I do not
relish
perfection
or sainthood.

Flying
through
this
existence
as
myself
I honor
all
the
fierce
edges
I have
made
for
myself
&
the conundrums
I have
made
for
you.

- Alice Walker (from 'The Taste of Grudge')