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Jan 2016
like as if it ever ended
the fact that lost
as if i was ever found
or else we would just be crazy
and as we all mix eloquence with vanity
we yet, forget to greet in proper manner
to speak with profession and fluidity
be easy going and real... just not creepy
make eye contact and show confidence unlike the breaths you take before and after bed
many days pass by before one finally asks why
and few are that take this question seriously enough to discover new answers
With new knowledge, one wants to share with all
and the select will call him crazy
but they don't know, nor care to see
and the more you prove yourself valid before open ears
the more hazardous you seem
responces of all sorts, from smiles to slander
those who take you as wise, only make you seem cultic
yet who cares what they think? i mean, you've probably saved people's lives
but according to the establishment of subectivity
you're just crazy
Zead
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