Mysterious
A star never loses its shine,
You can never ever compare it
to beer and wine.
We love its glow, we also love it,
when its fire.
That's the impact of a pure thing.
We may love less,
but we can never stop loving.
The same is true with God,
same as with the faith.
Sometime we get upset,
but we never forget the
mysteries of God.
Yes, life is mysterious,
we may not understand it,
but we can still enjoy it in every way.
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