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Never-ending Why

By Neurosine

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Indefatigable notions, never ending whys,  transitions effect us before we were born,  and as we all have to die.  Wonder why.  All over again.  In a place without beginning or end,  can we ever be its friend?  Worship or hate it,  we all have to take it,  take whatever it gives.  Although we can never understand it,  we get to experience and live.  The moment is here,  it's all we control,  it's every time manifest,  all motions fixed in a watery ocean,  filtered through our siv,  the floatsam and jetsom stays,  to ponder upon the next moment,  we decide to look honestly at the life which we live. Written October 14th, 2001 © on Oct 14 2001 02:18 AM PST, Neurosine    0 • 10

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