I'm Imperfection. No, that's not...Right?
Imperfection, I am. Yes, that's Right.
Is it right to stand beside my light?
I want to admire the fire before it leaves;
It is inevitable.
I'm Imperfection. No, that's not...Right?
Imperfection, I am. Yes, that's Right.
Is it right to stand to the right of my light?
I wanted to admire the fire but I was Left when
I stood right, so the next time
I'll use my Left to make things Right;
It is inevitable.
I'm Imperfection. No, that's not...Right?
Imperfection, I am. Yes, that's Right.
Is it right stand to the right of my light?
I need to see the heights it flies before it flies away;
It is inevitable.
I'm Imperfection. No, that's not...Right?
Imperfection, I am. Yes, that's Right.
Is it right to stand to the right of my light?
I needed to see how I flew such heights;
I went left to be Right and stand by the fire
I created when I flew to such heights;
It is inevitable to be Left when you want to see Right;
It's easy to get caught up in Flight, that's why...
I'm Imperfection. No, that's not...Right?
I'm Perfection, I am. Yes, that's Right.
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