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Questions of Sanity

Through those steps of solace
Rise the moments of despair
Speaking of one unanswered question
"Why?"

When the nights blind away
With those chirps of silent pray
From the crickets humming their way
"Why?"

For, those dark corners
Seldom return a face to mark
The happiness reveals with a big
"Why?"

And under the lights
We picture our doomed agony
Like shadows in perceptions of
"Why?"

Often, we turn around and look
Behind our steps of grace
To picture the realm of safety
"Why?"

Fear, the detestation from reality
For those who keep onto it
Often keep repeating endlessly
"Why?"

The time of redemption arises
With moments of glory in dreams
A glimpse of light again, a change
"Why not?"

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