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'I know not why', was my answer,

to all things left unsaid.

So many words, never spoken aloud,

remain inside my head.



Tears never let to fall,

remain forever undried.

They only stale with passing,

if too long gone uncried.



Time passes too quickly-

that we slowly learn.

Even fires wetted down

continue with their burn.



Nothing ever finishes,

but things forever start.

Its hard to feel the beating

of an silent pulsing heart.



I know not why, it is as is,

and always will so be.

I only know that nothing lasts

and always does for me.