Ever felt like the light is too bright,
a happiness so filling you beg for it to stop?
An inception of evils' demise that saddens your heart,
A world peace that tears your heart?
In simplicity it is told,
that we are beings of old.
Through our journeys we mould,
hoping to someday be gold.
But perfection....its unknowable.
A world without pain,
without suffering and gain,
without being real and insane,
without drought and rain..
is a world where we seize to be human,
where life and its values turn inhuman.
"Perfection is somethinbg right in front of us...
Yet unknowable."
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