So what if I'm not perfect? :)
A description is only a mixture of letters, I am more than that.
I'm exactly how people see me while we are waiting for the bus in rainy days. Tomorrow, I am as far as possible from the place I've been today. I'm either long-haired or short-haired [but always with fringe], I'm sea - nor mountain, I'm chocolate - nor vanilla.
I'm infinit.
Stealing a glance on me from time to time, I propose myself to take into account the possibility of becoming ambitious.
Words cannot explain how I am, maybe my eyes, or my smile.
Me? I'm still looking for myself.
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