I look for the unknown in nothing,
Yet it surrounds me in everything.
It is what I do not understand,
What I cannot hold in my hand.
It is what scholars have seeked,
It is of what wise men speak.
It exist in the unexpected,
In the places least inspected.
The unknow, a term and mystery.
It exists today, in our future and history.
The unknow will forever remain hidden,
Forever from our reality forbidden.
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