The molecules that compose us, the complexity of our nature, seems so intricate and beautiful. The stars that shine within the night sky, the crashing tides so high that look as if to eclipse the sun. But our world is diseased, and I can't help but see everything colorless. I try so hard to understand the beauty of life but I'm left without feeling. Filth and corruption litters our society, and our existence lacks definition. Why bother to make our own purpose if we have such little time? Our temple of flesh is falling.

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