Life is a mystery,Can't hold it for long.
There's always a way to exit But once opted there isn't another entry.
It flows as it wants none can change its way.
If there's a way to mould it then there is a chance to reenter in every phase of life. An answer from the deeper soul to find a quest. A dream to the sleeper to sleep well makes no sense.

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