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Oct 2014
So many things I cannot understand;

Like where we come from,
Why humans are so cruel,
Or what that boy sees in me.

One million questions race through my brain
But none will reach the finish line;
All are left unanswered.

I may never know
Where I belong
Or what lies beyond our galaxy

But I am beginning to accept-
There isn't much in life
That makes sense.
Victoria Kay
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Victoria Kay  New York
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