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Jun 2014
Do you ever think of the future?
Do you often dream of the past?
Do you ever think of leaving me?
Do you think of us, and things yet to pass?

What goes through that head of yours?
What thoughts drive you through the day?
I bet your mind isn't always running
All along with illogical things, far away.

What do you think about me really?
What's your first thought of the day?
What concerns keeps you up at night?
What worries pester you, and how can I take them away?

What do you think about the world?
What about other ones?
How do you feel about time travel?
How far do you think our universe runs?

How do you wish to spend life?
What have you done with it so far?
Do you dream of running away from here?
Can I come with you, can we live amongst stars?

The power of a question
Truly lies in how you ask it.
So be careful about things you want to know
And more so about what you admit.
I know, I have too many questions,
I'm too curious for my own good.
Tis a result of my affections,
I simply want you understood.
She Who Must Not be Named
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