The birds they sang at the break of day
"Start again", I heard them say
Don't dwell on what has passed away
Or what is yet to be...
...Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in...
Besides, what good is perfect anyways?
a little more on perfectionsism, the time stealer...
Want to be Happy stop trying to be Perfect, By Brené Brown
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