Questions
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Silence, my old friend
Are you the punishment for too much noise?
Is free will the burden of having too much choice?
Does this darkness exalt the poorest of all light?
Am I dreaming or is this life simply a white lie?
There are so many questions I’d like to ask
But time is fleeting beyond the speed of light.
