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Searching for answers, truth yet untold
while throughout life we slowly grow bold,
we stop to question, to ponder, to ask why
if I died tomorrow would anyone cry.
I search for answers unsure of what I'll find,
when in my heart I know I won't mind.
Questions in life rarely are solved,
and often proves when answered,
all that glitters is not gold.
For the truth can shine like the moon up above,
with ray's so beautiful filled with love.
This light is soft, gentle and rare,
touching like a lover's caress on a cheek which is bare.
When we question in life,
we learn how to fight.
We learn to find the difference between wrong and right,
guided throughout by the cool moonligight.
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