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Perfect are the ones that are broken and keep on putting their pieces together. Perfect is the falling star that has never been forgotten. Perfection is hiding under broken bodies that , gave it all when they could, without any regrets. Perfect is alive when egocentricity is dead. We are perfect through the eyes of love and, not enough by misery. Beauty is a distorted perception of reality, condemning a perpetual expectation of lies. Picasso had to break it down, to put it together with broken hearts. Perfect is no judgement, criticism or evaluation. Perfect is everyone, before and after, every moment and every time. Practice is life and life is perfect

Eva Texido Font