Mystery

In a world full of mysteries
You're the only one I see
Cuz in this world of majesty
I only think of thee
And while my heart is trembling
Like the hand that pens this verse
My eyes just can't stop wondering
Why some think love a curse
So, unmoved, unfaltering
I try and look elsewhere
And try to pin my eyes on something
Equally as fair
But the more I look around me
The more, my love, I see
That nothing in this world is
As beautiful as thee
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