The boy with all the answers,
Could only answer all,
Cuz he had naught the answers,
He so desperately sought.
And so with fate he fought,
Wanting reason for what he wrought,
Till an answer he got,
An answer he wanted naught.
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PoetrySecond part to a muses musings because wattpad has a story limit. . . I mean an enthralling book of stories
