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Questions

Questions

QUESTIONS,
Those with no answers,
Ones then lingering,
As no one to explain.

WHAT,
Subject of the motion,
Identifying the culprit at hand,
And substance to hold.

WHEN,
The word that started matter,
For that day marked in time,
Yet never visited again.

WHY,
The exclamation over my head,
Wondering what possessed me,
Now facing reality.

WHERE,
To go from here,
A place somewhere up ahead,
Figuring out next path,
Only to end with more questions....
 

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