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The mystery of looking into a humans eyes.
The mystery of disguise.
As I try to look through those eyes.
The way they try to hide.
They look away in insecurity that I might see through that disguise, but the beauty that's so alive.
The secrets they hold.
Truths waiting to be told.
A curiosity towards the world which they all hold.
The windows to the soul.
The mystery of looking into the universe’s eyes.
The mystery of disguise.
As I try to look through those eyes.
The ongoing cosmos flow so deep.
It's a mystery to me.
Are they disguised or simply, are we asleep?
Looking into the realm of infinity,
I realized it was within me.
The thing that makes the world so alive is all within me deep inside.
The cosmos never sleep.
Dimensions on dimensions is where I reside.
Looking into the cosmos eyes I find a sign.
Even though it's a mystery, I feel like it's divine.
The universe's design helps me realize
That the closest thing to understanding the universe is understanding the consciousness that lies
Deep inside.
The mystery of looking into love's eyes.
The mystery of disguise.
As I try to look through those eyes.
It makes us feel so alive.
Made of love, I'd pray that it never subsides.
To be easy to find, but not to hide.
and for it never to misguide.
Understanding slightly the mystery of love, I know that it's everywhere, especially inside.
Love is a reflection of spirit, which never dies.
Mysterious these remain, but because of these I will never remain the same. 

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