Questions?

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1001 questions run through my mind
One by one I count them from time to time
Asking myself why? Why? Why?
To find the answers from their eyes.

Why did Alice leave Wonderland?
Why didn't Peterpan shoot Captain Hook dead?
Why does forever sounds pretend?
Why does every start has an end?

Why is the day sky blue?
-And the night sky black?
Why does reality seems so cruel?
Why do those who went don't come back?

Why does laughter sounds so quiet?
-But crying is so loud?
Why is there a distance?
-In every space that is found?

Why? Why? Why?
The list goes on and on
I question everything
Though the answers are never to be found.

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