why do people need love? 
why do people hate? 
why do people kill? 
why do people die? 
why are we born? 
is there god or Jesus? 
is there heaven or a hell? 
is this a bad dream or a good dream? 
what is life? 
what is death? 
why, why, why?                
Why not just give him, a call...is it different now? ...i am sure..iip
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I would like to translate this poem
These are all really good questions...but i think life is what you make of it...beliefs...conflicts....the want to live...