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WHY, CRY I I wonder if my disappointment will ever dissipate? And will my sorrow suddenly end tomorrow? Will my life create anything but hate? And instead of lending will I be able to borrow? Questions are legion in a region of few solutions There is no one wise enough to help me out No one with eloquent enough elocution Only people to heap upon me further doubt Will I ever will away the will to ask why? And can there ever be a finale of fascination? I wonder why I cry out to no longer cry, when there is nothing more than further frustration? So many questions for me to consider While I while time away by escaping away I suppose peace goes to the highest bidder At least that’s what I wish wizened people would say © 2012 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~