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Riddles

who are you,
who am I,
are we in my mind or yours,
colors are changing every where,
who knows what comes next,
this world is like a maze,
this life is like a riddle,
but is there any point,
who knows,
why must things happen as they do,
why is there good and bad,
I wish every one could get along,
why can't we all just love?
Written by 1tornheart (Scarlet Rose)
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