Such a chaos- My Dear God, how do You live with Yourself?
Insomniacs taking refuge in Sleepyheads.
Masked faces falling for the purity of the Naked.
Simplicity willingly losing itself in the eyes of Complexity.
Meticulous planners adjusting with the aimless souls floating in the air.
Optimists being forced to get along with the Realists.
Spotless minds; God!- running behind the glitter of selfish illusive ones!
You have messed up big-time, haven't You?
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