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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488161" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fragment 10</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488161" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Perfection<br>Where is this perfection? <br>In our fingers<br>That do not have the same sizes? <br>In our feet that stumble? <br>In our eyes that do not see too well? <br>In our skin that sheds off from time to time? <br>In our broken selves? <br>In our shattered days, our past haunting<br>Our future dwindling like<br>Stones powdered by<br>Time’s hammering <br>Hours</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488161" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Perfection <br>You feel it sometimes<br>It is there<br>It is not yet here<br>It waits for us<br>And we are not rushing still<br>We are frozen<br>Like trees in winter<br>Come summer<br>We shall wilt like twigs<br>And leaves</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488161" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Perfection remains <br>A quest<br>For the waters<br>To quench our thirsts<br>And it is not yet here<br>Our wells are dry<br>The rivers too muddy<br>The sea too salty<br>The spring polluted</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488161" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where then? <br>Wait, just wait, <br>He has the answer.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a></strong></div>

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