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“Why?” by Amelia Legend

Why is a word that haunts me most,

the simple questions lingers with unfulfilled promise.

Like a wave, I drowned in its depths.

Mostly at night,

lying awake staring at nothing I hear it reverberating.

Like a Grandfather Clock the pendulum swings;

          Why?

Why not?

          Why?

Why not?

In the listless way that time passes.

A trickle of regret, as the unknowable permeates the mind.

          Why? Why?

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