she asked.

she had told herself, time and again, that for the most part of it,
life does teach us a handful of beautiful lessons.

but the thing is, (she had to nudge herself once more to acquiesce to such a fact)
that as we are taught to ask, and wonder,
and try to understand,

we eventually learn,
on a warm and sunny,
and fateful day,

that not all lessons are answers.



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