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Why

The day shall end..
And the quest shall cease and time shall forever fly...
But our questions will remain unanswered
if we don't ask them WHY..

Why we love..
And why we care ..
Might seem so lost in cause...
 Perhaps it needs the slightest thought or just a minutes pause...

What kills us not..
Makes us strong.
So well and truly said..
But its wise to not dream of wine
Without the morning bread..

We think all day..
We ponder long ..
We think and think a while..
But may be work..
And just that bit ,would make up for all that guile..

What makes you true are the facts you state..
What makes you wrong is us..
For we believe in life much less than life believes in us..

It just knows the tricks and trades 
The things that make us weak...
A glass half full or empty still..
Is a question of the meek.

We are scared to ask them back..
Who did drink and pour..
For then you get your answer right. .
And so you get a score..

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