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Questioning

by JPB

Have you ever questioned yourself?
Not just ask yourself something simple,
No,
Have you ever questioned your very being?
What makes you, you?
Why your here?
Questioning is my life.
Never has a day gone by where I did not question my life.
What is this, why am I here?
I would ask myself this every time I was left without a grasping thought.
What is life?
What does it mean?
Why does it go on?
Never have I found the answer.
Perhaps I never will.
 

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I write to cope with the pains of everyday life, so that I may help anyone that I can.

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AiseyMae
<p>I love this. So so much. I love that we, as humans, ask questions about ourselves and the world. I believe that is what makes us human. You represented it so well. Your style is very similar to mine, so maybe I'm biased, but I love the line breaks. The only thing (and I know this is a little nit-picky and feel free to tell me off about it), but the 'your' in line six should be 'you're'.</p>

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