Dunno Why

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Dunno why I was born in this well ;
Or did I fall in,
I wouldn't know when. 

Morning turned to night;
I dunno when,

The night is dark;
and has the moon with it
but I was left alone wholly
I dunno when.

I'm trying again n again to reach where I used to be.
I wash myself with tears, trying to stand where I fall
I dunno why....
why was I born in this hell?

I'm dying not really
but daily.....
I'm living
But in a grave.

I'm livingBut in a grave

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