One day, when the Sun hid behind the pure white cumulus clouds,
Its rays far-reaching and blazing,
The leaves on the trees strewn by its tracing light,
The mountains on the far ends, overlooking sunlit grounds,
I asked him, “Why,”
And he replied just a little nonchalantly,
“There maybe many answers to “Why” but most will be answered by a simple, “Why Not?”
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