If we had met in another time,
Or in another place,
Would you ever have been mine,
When you gazed upon my face?
Or would you still have walked away,
In another direction,
Looking for something I'll never possess,
Still looking for perfection.
Could you look beyond my flaws,
And see me standing there,
Or would you simply pass me by,
Completely unaware?
TLA 4/13/16-7/3/16
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