Mysteries 

Am I a mystery? Solve me, not. 

Perhaps, future- history? 

Or an ever-existent thought. 
Oh was I ever created, 

Never do be destroyed. 

Eternal is my fate, 

My home, the great void. 
I am everywhere, and nowhere,

Yet here to be found. 

Find me forever I dare,

Silence my harmonic sound. 
To meet me,

Meet yourself before, I warn.

For we are reflections you see, 

Come, sing along this divine song. 



Natalia Awasty

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