Imperfection

Broken are the paths that
Lead to paradise,
Scars they have
The beautiful of hearts.

Even the sun is
Bound to fall out,
The stars that shine
All the lights are from the past.

What we see
That we believe is perfect,
In fact is also a result
Of imperfect acts.

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