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So many questions that we all have
But so little time to ask them all
And even fewer are those who know
the answers.
Even those who know are unsure
What makes the sky?
What makes the day?
How is it that I've ran across you
on my way to the bay?
Now I sound like a children's book.
WHen what I wanted to do was
to simply stop
and breathe.
Oxygen, carbon, argon, hydrogen
So many questions that we all have.