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by Taylor   Oct 16, 2006


How is it,

that life is so complicated

yet bound with pure simplicity?

That not one smile is denied,

but finds thy lips

and travels amongst the joys of life to others?

That niether fame nor wealth,

can compete with the beauty of a sunset

or the deep splendor of the moon?

When love conquers,

the ever-lurking anguish and distress-

but such troubles, reality denies?

How is it so,

to one a life is priority.

But in truth, is only a dust of time

held for merely a moment?

Mysteries as such,

explanations shan't find.

There are no secrets in this world,

only answers we cannot understand.

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