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Eternal upgrading standards. Unreachable but still we aim to become anything but ourselves. We accept everything though it rapes. We accept everything though it kills. Now I search for truth in all that I got left and I'll find salvation in Me. This world demands perfection. They're killing us everyday. They're raping our mind with false hope of a happier existence. I'll rather be imperfect of perfection. Life is pushed aside. Profit held so high. Unreachable.