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Join Date: Jul 2006
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Riddle of The Sphinx
There is an entangled riddle that is well hidden behind love’s door
It’s both lost and found, high in the sky, yet buried deep beneath the ground
Enchanted emotions, dizziness on display, a path of intense feelings, everyday I must pray
Every single day that passes, this riddle grows more, as the overwhelming confusion blinds and binds
This riddle flows, bobbing, boggling, in a river of the Nile
A complex daily trial
This mysterious riddle is presented in a multi layered psychological maze
Not knowing if it’s the beginning or the ending, of yet another phase
Exhaustion persists, filling his brain with a thick charcoal mist
Afraid of failing, fright sets in, extraordinarily draining
A riddle is our puzzle, solitary chess, a labyrinth of pieces, then consume the rest
If a wrong turn occurs, stalking serpents attack and leap
Another day, dead on his feet
Again, the Gods placed him back in the middle, spun around, adding up more to this complicated riddle
There must be a way out, there must be a way home, it’s extremely difficult when unraveling this all alone
Acquired helmet, sword, shield and belt, adding protection, providing help
This is a struggling fight, this is a twisted test, all we can do is try our best, resting hope in our hearts
The riddle is long, the riddle is hidden, the riddle is completely elusive, this riddle always comes up as inconclusive
The riddle is strings of words, the riddle are streams of songs, the riddle is in 5D, the riddle is you, and the riddle is me
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I don't know where the sunbeams end
And the starlights begin
It's all a mystery
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