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The Crazy Ones
I feel ease and freedom
I am now free
From the psycho and crazy ones
self-proclaimed as
Wise, best and expert
But they proved themselves
As duffer, foolish and mindless
Pure and open shameless
Out of the limits that even
Shame felt shame
On their behaviour and deeds
I did not bother
Nor took seriously
Their nonsense attitude
They all pretended
In a mask of well-mannered
And honoured style
To gain their evil motives
All liar ones humiliated
With own lies
They were very silly
And could not realise
The truth always prevails.
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