I understand
the parable of the melting
of metal
down to get
to the real thing. what
matters most
within.
that of value, burning
off the dross, but I
can't say
I enjoy the process.
at what age will I be
perfect, or at least close
to being who
i'm meant to be,
never seems to be
the answer.
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