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MYSTERY

Mystery


where i came from,

and to where m heading.

this whole sense of time

is so misleading.


where do the voices go

& where the light come from,
why the wind flow

& who rose the storm.


round and round and round

everyone's bound,No one's free.
goes the dreams of a dreamer

this whole world’s a mystery.

Written by buddham
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