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Why is it easier to destroy something than to make it?
Why is it that the only time the candle burns your house is when you leave it unattended and never acts out of place when you are there?
Why are some people able to get up and walk after a terrible accident (assuming they’re not made of steel)?
Why do you fall for someone despite knowing that in the long run, you two will not be compatible?
Why do you always find what you don’t need but can never find it when you do?
Why does money seem to make things easier yet complicates them at the same time?
Why do some people say things they know aren’t true and has no beneficial value?
Why are some people able to make the butterflies in your stomach flutter?
Why are we so insatiable?
Why do some people enjoy seeing the misery and suffering of others?
Why are we so complex?
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