Mystery
A mystery
Life is a mystery, but how many questions are there, and who understands?
Nobody, nobody, nobody
But, yes, I understand.
Every mystery is a question
A mystery, a tangle of mysteries
Question, question, the undiscoverability of the unknown
But what is the homeland of mystery? Where does it originate?
What is the unknown home, and where does it come from?
This question is a mystery of cause and effect, to a relevant degree.
The cause of the mystery is its own hidden subject.
But still, the reason for its origin remains unknown.
A mystery
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