Altum Videtur

What is love but the voice of our heart,
Barely a whisper yet muse of all art.
What is life but a shadow of dreams,

More than we want and yet less than it seems.
What is hope but a wish kept from view,

Something once lost that can never come true.
What is faith but the light of the soul,

Guiding us on as we strive for control.

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