To what height does an eagle
soar
Beyond the world and even more?
Is there one man who's keeping
score?
What mystery the mind does
pour
Though grounded on a human
floor;
Sometimes it's peace, but oft
it's war.
Who holds the key to wonder's
door?
One apple, peeled right to the
core;
A truth that some will e'er
ignore
Though traces lie within
folklore
Still coupled in a lion's roar;
The human book, that page, who
tore?
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