Life
From The Day We Are Born,
To The Last Minute We Have Left,
The Wonders Of Life Leaves Us Scorned
Attempting To Realize With A Sensation Of Bereft.
It's Purpose,
Theorized By It's Products,
Is As Adequate As It's Origin...
Simply, An Obscured Mystery .
Even Without A Bold Fact,
It Will Not Detain The Curious Human Being.
No Matter How Complex
Or Grueling Simple,
There Will Be A Time When Life's Secrets Will Finally Be Known.
Uncovered By Natures Best...
The Unconditional Man!
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