Behind the Unknown
What is all there,
isn't always what's there.
So much I assumed,
and thought would be.
Hard at times,
to take the actual time,
for me to actually see.
There definitely lies beauty,
but where lies the beauty.
The art is never easy to be seen.
But as soon as the essences, is then realized,
then we may know, what all beauty may mean.
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