Why? I ask, as I run though the streets. The streets, the streets. Why the streets? Why does anything exist? I do not know why. Forth, I am a puny human. A human. And then I felt something... pain?
Why? I ask, as I run though the streets. The streets, the streets. Why the streets? Why does anything exist? I do not know why. Forth, I am a puny human. A human. And then I felt something... pain?