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Funny how so many have
Questions that they didn't ask
Funny how they wait til too late
To do that simple task
A simple "what" or "where"
Perhaps a simple "how"
Just a inquisitive query there
With a curious raised eyebrow
Knowledge tossed to the winds
Histories lost…tales untold
Answers await… linger ‘pon fragile limbs
Like fruit that soon grows old
Precious gems of wisdom
Amazing tales of yore
Histories lost at such great cost
Simply waltz right out the door
Funny how unimportant it seems
The histories hidden behind the mask
The hopes, the fears and parental dreams
…Unrevealed by questions
… unasked…
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