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Illusions existing in the state of mind
Plain as day,yet mysterious to bone
Truth and deception ,both coexisting in time
What is the meaning of life?
Nothing such a definite answer
As we indulge in war and strife
Only arriving vague,straying further
As we query every morality
And search the deep enigmatic abyss
Isn't there are no sign of chance of reality
Or a substituent universal entity we missed?
No such retort to the question exist
Only intrigue and mystery it consist*