Absurdity and playing on words Are made and are done by a few people Simply because they don't look at things Objectively and proudly, but they side With the bad people in the absurd times To benefit as much as they can, Only absurd people fail to convince us About what's going on around us anytime, Playing on words is another absurd game By the absurd people to kneel down more And more to benefits they gain them at The expense of other good and pretty people, These absurd people side only with what Is evil and with what is wrong anytime, Absurdity versus goodness and playing on Words versus one's pretty seriousness, so Days are the only guarantor of the difference Between good people and absurd people anytime.
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