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Do you ever wonder
About the mysteries
The secrets of this life
Of what it means to us

Why do we face pain
Where the hurt aches you
Giving you sorrow
And nobody helps

So please tell me
Why is it so
For what reason
Do we feel this

How it is
I suppose
Nothing else
Explains why

Now me
I do
What I
have to

So
That
Is
All

 

copyright Chris Smith 2010