Mystery of Life
Life begins, but never ends
The world keeps turning, with a spin
In the cycle, we are all a part
Of the life force, the beating heart;
We were made, for reasons unknown
Another part of the mysteries untold
Many theories, but little evidence
As to why, we came into existence
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