Imperfections are not Deceptions

Now I look back gladly at my mistakes
Now I look gladly at the ones I still commit
Because if I were perfect, I wouldn’t have meet You
And because I’m imperfect, today I desire You
That’s the meaning of my love for the imperfections I own
Because they drove me to You
Because they drive me to You

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PS. "You" is not a person, but God.