Pressured Perfection

Pressure bursts pipes
and makes diamonds,
but perfection
and its pursuit makes me.

Average is weak.
Mediocrity is contagious.
Good is for settlers,
yet perfection is unattainable.

If I’m not envied
aspired to be,
modeled after,
who am I?

My character,
purpose,
virtues,
and very breath craves it.

All because
pressure bursts pipes,
makes diamonds
and perfection defines me.

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