Question.
I question everything of life. How did we get here, followed by a why. My mind never freezes; its a questionable bee hive. Rarely an affirmation of logical answer inside. I'm on a quest for questioning, what is the meaning of living this questionable life. If you have the answer for i have questioned you above. Please feel free to question me. Oh I forgot, what's the meaning of love??
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