The mystery is scary,
to not know where to go makes me worry.
To tell that im scared,
will make me be ashamed.
Because of my though exterior,
I cannot show you that im near.
But this I must surpas,
to make my whole life last.
For life has no delight,
if love is not in sight.
But I will get to know,
The mystery that I will never show.
 
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