I am the crime,
You are the criminal.
And when I am the criminal,
You are the police.
You are looking at me
Always in doubt.
But see me,
I am as clean as the sky.
It is spring always
And no clouds here.
Cry not rain, rain
Go aways, we want to play.
If you so like, come on,
I am ready for a fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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