Mystery: A Poem
Every curve of your smile,
Begs me to stay awhile,
I've spent so much time by your side,
And pondered reasons we should collide,
But I have too many corners and edges,
That don't fit in with your plans and hedges,
And every path I travel on the way to truth,
Curves around like a question mark as the mystery ensues.
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