We crave perfection in a world that is does not believe in it.
You reach the moon,
there will always be other celestial bodies that will be beyond you.
True, a world like that may keep us going, but in such a world, we stopped appreciating — what we are, where we are and how we are.
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PoetryOf things that were never said out loud. #99 in Poetry #2 in Evening (completed)
