Colorful lies that spread rumors
The rumors always makes troubles
In a world of conflicts they matters
Lies they must disappear from thoughts
The wings of lies must broken for
Otherwise they will fly in heights
The change of wind carry them to places
Where ever we find the problems may be
The lie detector not always finds
But the real mind opening of wise
They will find the real cause
And the erred mind, where it comes
A factual error they commits.
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