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Why, But Why?

You wake up to a glorious morn
To a cheerful song of the birds
The clear skies sighing in the acknowledgement
Of a magnificent day to be
But in your soul all is dark
Your body reflects the defects of your spirit
Then a question filters through the sieve of your empty mind
Why, but why?

You try to fill the fragmented slots of your mind

Ticking answers from your reluctant little fingers of your brain
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