you
Some call you a lunatic,
some call you deranged
Others think you may
be crazed or dangerous.
I know you for who you are,
and still do not care.
I have no name for you
nothing to say about you.
I know you as you really are,
no Judgement shall I pass,
For what was done is now past.
What may come to light
has already been buried.
What wrong you did
does not matter anymore.
With some you may not be safe-
with me you will always be so.
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