He shall see

For as long as we shall live, the impurities may lay under the naked eye.
We are but one, bathing in the vast amount of comfortableness and norm, assuaged with the yardstick that society set so low.
Yet we gathered the scorned, the hateful, and the norm, basking with misleading praises and sweet words, forming a wall we called civilised.
For as far as we can roam, the ground shakes with tremor and the sky roars with thunder.
The ship at the sea sails on stagnant water and stale weather.
No stars to guide, no winds to assist.
Equipped only with the promise of utopia beneath the heaven's horizon.
Yet we continue to embark, continue to move forward with whatever speed we can muster on an aging setup.
We love, but we hate.
The hatred, although carefully kept in clusters and bounded with honest conceptions, still became cancerous and parasitical.
A virus that is ravaging the internal system, shaking the core, gnawing on the foundation.
But forever the horizon is promised.
Forever the ship will embark.
For the stars will glaze and say "Oh thee are the fortunate that are striving not sulking, embracing not cowing, thrusting not stopping".
For as far as the eye can see, the heart is as strong as steel, as pure as silk, as precious as gold.
For as long as man can live, then forever he shall see.

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