Life is code, mathematical code
Mysterious code, illusionary code
It's there, it's not there
Lost in numbers, subliminal numbers.
Mind wants this, mind misses this
Focus is lost, destination is lost
Masses stuck in their own code, not a collective code
That's why mysteriousness exists, however it exists.
This reality came into visibility long ago, what so?
What now? When now?
Running towards different directions, shattered directions
Losing meaning, already diminishing meaning.
They are revealing what they saw? When they saw?
There are so many secrets, reality is empire of secrets
Existence is paused, to think, paused
Now decoding it, after revealing it.
These times, revealing times
Not deceiving anymore? There is more?
Time will tell, altered time will tell
Mind is coding, way of decoding.
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I find your portrayal of life as an intricate mathematical code fascinating, and the metaphors you've employed create a mysterious and profound atmosphere.
Congratulations and thank you for sharing it; your poetry truly prompts reflection on the complexity of our existence.
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Thank you so much for deeply appreciating my work.
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