i wonder why the stars don't move,
and why the cities never smile,
or why the tea is never warm,
why the haze lingers long,
and the donuts are made with holes
and hearts not unlike the different
why the earth is spinning,
why the people seem to thwart,
and the flowers never grow
i wonder why the trees can't croon,
and why the businessmen wear black,
why the love of many keeps,
and the love of one keeps ceaselessly
i wonder why.
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