This world is a beautiful place indeed.
but you need to have faith, in every action and deed.
if you look at it through a cynical eye.
its just desolate, no matter how hard you try.
but the beauty of human mind lies in the fact.
that it finds inspiration in the most plainest of act.
be it a mirror, a rattrap or key.
profoundest of meanings in them we see.
alas, me being a cynic, these hold no appeal.
a symbol in artifacts, that life is not real
for me, life is what you hear and see.
not what you think, nor what you perceive.
what will be and what could have been.
life is not an optimist's dream.
its an existence, a gloomy trend.
though no beginning, but maybe an end?
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