
All about it, this mystery we hold,
A question, that's asked, so often untold.
It's a journey, that we take, each day,
And a path, that's filled, with its own unique way.
It's a feeling, that's deep, and yet so light,
A passion, that's sparked, in the middle of the night.
It's a dream, that we chase, with all our might,
And a hope, that we hold, in the depths of our sight.
It's a journey, that's ours, and yet so grand,
A story, that's written, by the touch of our hand.
It's a tale, that's untold, but yet so true,
And a light, that shines, with the love that we knew.
It's a voice, that speaks, in a language so pure,
And a melody, that sings, with its sweetest lure.
It's a beauty, that shines, through the eyes of the beholder,
And a magic, that touches, the soul with its wonder.
So let us embrace, this mystery we hold,
And cherish, the journey, that makes us bold.
For all about it, is the beauty we seek,
And the love, that makes, our hearts strong and meek.




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