All of my friends are seeking perfection,
but their search has one little flaw.
Results are judged by their perception,
that they must win, never lose or draw.

When judging ourselves, its essential
that ground rules be those we have set.
If choosing ideals its most providential
when meeting the goals we've already met

When faced with censure or harsh condemnation
its only our voice we tolerant bear
Weighing the reproach in self revelation
we summon compassion no other would share.

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