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I know that I cannot exist without mistakes or flaws

I knew that there were parts of me I cannot stitch back together,

Like patches on a teddy bear, white cotton peeking out

I was afraid of my mistakes,

I would look away and would not even bother taking the quickest glance

Because I was too fragile

I would shelter myself in the warmth of my sheets,

And look at the sunlight that seeps through and think:

"I can stay like this. I can stay like this?"

I cannot.

With nothing but keys in my hand, I walked

With nothing, I rose

People wonder how I did that:

I kept my hands on the steering wheel of a speeding car,

I gripped tightly, I held on, and I stirred

The thing is that I didn't let go of it,

I didn't accept defeat

Now I'm with you, and you only

Every piece of you defies me

With you, I am beyond afraid to fail

With you, I cannot lose

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