Each of our breath is destroying something.
You’ll never level it or catch up but you can always try to give life back some.
Creation is a loving act. Man creates because he is the only being gifted with boredom; and loving is an Art piece, NEVER PERFECT unveiling a soul in all its glorious flaws.
Only flaws can move us, speak to us.
The Raven's Nest 
We are all a glorious ruin
Capacitors charged with light
Diodes of utter darkness
Pursuing redemption
If we can only struggle well
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