Fools Poem by Alex Ranedo klein

Fools



Fools



It or this, seems to be divided

That seems to make sense



But I have to fight ths foolishness

and stumble on my love for this foolishness


Theres different degrees of foolishness

one might say


I think there's different fools

Something about clowns and lovers



And code lovers



just to bring this to the now;

there's a big party outside

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