Once upon a time

forest during daytime

Once upon a time

There lived a girl

Called Why

No one believed in her

Couldn’t see Why

She died

In a tiny penthouse

And sometimes they hear her whispers

Especially in the middle of the night

Sometimes they saw her figure

Trudging the forest by

No one questioned her existence

Neither did they question their death

She lived a dead spirit

And died a living nightmare

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