why do people need love?
why do people hate?
why do people kill?
why do people die?
why are we born?
is there god or Jesus?
is there heaven or a hell?
is this a bad dream or a good dream?
what is life?
what is death?
why, why, why?
Why not just give him, a call...is it different now? ...i am sure..iip
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I would like to translate this poem
These are all really good questions...but i think life is what you make of it...beliefs...conflicts....the want to live...