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The Enigma of Existence

"We live, yet the creator's name, Remains unknown, an eternal flame. Beyond parents, beyond earthly might, Lies the mystery of our cosmic birthright. This universe, a grand design, Planets, galaxies, intertwined. Our world, a haven, perfectly crafted, For life to thrive, with every element crafted. The human body, a marvel of might, Digestive system, a symphony in sight. Brain and mind, a puzzle so grand, Capacity for growth, an endless expand. But why do we strive, never content? Why do we differ from animals' bent? Why can't we soar through the open sky? Questions lingering, as we wonder why. Religion and language, human-made? Or divine gifts, our souls to sway? We fight for power, for fleeting fame, Yet, in the end, our time's the same. No power can stop our final call, Death's inevitability, we must face all. Then why do we bleed, why do we kill? Is it for power, or an endless will? Perhaps the answer lies within, A reflection of our shared human kin. Embracing love, compassion, and peace, Might be the purpose we can't release."

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