Perfection

Tugging at our minds, Always an arms length away.

Waiting, lingering...

Invading our thoughts, Clouding our minds.

Obscuring, repelling...

Beckons us closer, But steps backwards.

Deceiving, conniving...

Steps right up to us, Then disappears.

Gone, forever...

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Tugging at our ,
Always an arms away.
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