Crazy is but a term,
yet it lurks within us like a germ.
What is sane and what is not?
Is there a line between do and do not?
Who is to be the judge of sanity?
Is pondering about such things not insanity?
Who can say they are not insane?
Who can such a lie proclaim?
Insanity lives within us all,
It quietly breaches through our sanity wall.
It cannot be measured or explained,
It exists in nature and cannot be tamed.
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