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Ask Not Why | ||
| Verses come and verses go. I am writing all I know. Some are heavy, others light. Any passing thought I write. Some flow quickly, others slow. They come anywhere I go. I just write and ask not why As the verse comes passing by. I don't know if I should share Them with others anywhere. Maybe they were meant to be Given to posterity. | ||
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