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at first you were 
an enigma 
wrapped in a conundrum
hidden in a mystery, 
now
you are merely 
enigmatic 
mysterious.

you are very lucid
translucent
but every beam of light
you shine
deepens the mysteries 
behind you, 
there is so much 
to you.