Matrix

Is life what it really is?

Difficult to answer.

Generations have thought over

and answer, given by none

But the question remains.

A solitary pillar, tall and robust

Constant in one’s mind.

Contemplation gives no clues

Human philosophy lies yonder

But the answer, never within

the grasp.

Elusive it remains, till date.

Hoping in morrow, the question stays

 

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