And my still-fleeting thoughts flicker around a non-existent lamplight. I wait for what? I wait for questions to answers which just lie around scattered in an ocean of debris. Why, do you ask, why seek questions when you have answers? Well life seems not worth living without any questions waiting to be answered. And I seem to be near that point.
But I still have a sliver of a query to be answered, yet I hesitate to ask. Sitting here silent seems the best recourse for now.
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