Perfection

by Laurence Hill   Nov 27, 2003


I always seek perfection in a quite imperfect world
But not always find the truth
Life is always changing through natural selection
Man only survives through his imperfections
We all should help it on its way in everything we do
For perfection means we will carry on with life
And not flush it away to.

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