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May 2015
She said they were her favourite people in the world
The crazies
It wasn't always the case
She tried to reason with them
Make them see that they saw it all wrong
To cure insanity
"Your wife died years ago, surely she won't be here shortly"
This was the mantra
But he wouldn't believe it
For if anything was true in his heart
Then it was that his wife would be there
Untill one day she lost her patience
Too tired to argue anymore
"I hope she finds a parking spot"
The happiness spread on his face
A sigh of relief
His heart opened once more
Finally the shrink saw reason!
Who gets to decide who is crazy?
In order to truely ease suffering, we must accept the situation fully first.
Sirenes
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Sirenes  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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