'The Great Mystery'�
by Chris Porter



Traveling a journey,
a day after day existence.
Trying to solve the riddle,
The Great Mystery.

Is it fate?
Are we destined together
or will the crossroads
take us elsewhere?

The mystery of tomorrow.
Who knows what it holds.
Could it lead us together again
further down the road?

Perhaps we will intersect
with other travelers.
Be part of a traveling circus,
see things we've never seen.

The Great Mystery,
never knowing what tomorrow holds.
Scared, I am.
Standing at a crossroads.

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