They never call themselves that name Simply because they are experienced with Stealing even tiny things, They steal your thoughts and your feelings Which are under all rights reserved, These night's criminals can do more than thefts and More than tiny thefts, These people (thieves) are greatly evil and Even evil doers, Thefts are divided depending on Many levels, These evil doers born thieves to be or not to be, Their ringleader is standing behind the screens To manipulate all of us, Those who steal our minds, At anytime, Can greatly steal our stuffs, We will not be sad because We will furnish our houses firstly with love, then We will have all the new stuffs, To make up life with treachery, It's like you stab me badly in my back, I will rebuild all my life regardless of The ongoing pains and sufferings because I'm always self-made and I was raised good.
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