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Why
My friend once asked me, "Why?" I thought, "Because I must." He only heard my sigh - Words demand
too much trust. In anguish there dwells hope - In silence only pain. Tears teach one to cope; But doubt, a reddened
stain. A flower blooms in spring, A leaf turns in the fall, A prince becomes a king, But sorrow heeds no call. Questions
their answers seek, And truth will be revealed. When time reaches its peak No lie can be concealed. So please
don't ask me why - Just wait, and you shall know. 'Til then, know that a lie Is all I'll ever show.
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