A treasure hidden
Demands a secret key
A magic mirror reflects
Truth in all we can see
The lock is bound by doubtful thought
The key is held by those who cross
The borders of imagination
To see the world as pure creation.
Unborn, unknown but always awake,
Open your heart and unlock the gate.
By an unknown poet
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