One Thousand Questions
One thousand questions.
And maybe one answer.
Each day is a new adventure.
Curiosity killed the cat, but fuels me.
Each task I do is designed to see
If I can answer one of my questions.
But then I get more questions.
And even fewer answers.
Yet somehow, on this risky venture
I grow stronger
I grow braver
I become more me
So I always strive to answer my questions.
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