Who Wants To Know?

There were so many questions I've asked
Why life is the way it is
Why people do what they do?
Why I like what I like?
How I could change what I didn't like?
How I could turn things my way?
Where does everything go?
Why are we here?
But the biggest question that I never could answer
Is who is the one that asks?
Who is one always in search?
Who wants to know?

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