An unsolved mystery happened,
On going mystery of centuries,
Thou seemed like the greatest mystery of time ,
Remembrance of holding ye for centuries after centuries,
That hath to be the mystical conscience,
Heaven knows the prayers ,
Hell knows the sins ,
That hath been happening to get to ye,
Ye could let go of the Mysterio of thy life that hath to be me ,
But thy secrets seemed to be my misery ,
Should I relinquish thy ,
Or let the death suck the scent of my last breathe ,
Thoust hithered towards relinquish made me like a withered flower ,
But thou seemed like my dream of eternity, living in serenity , at the end of Multiverse fraternity.
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