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Insane
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letters to Anna Dear Anna,
How could some one love anyone who doesn't exist
Turning their non existence into in-existence.
to be in a world of delusion, a dream land
some may call this insane
But i reckon we are all sane and insane
By our own ways,But i sure am mad
A mad man estranged and straying
Looking for the cause of his delusion
I am not insane by a cause but my own choice
Sure as crazed this may sound today
But tomorrow when you will find me
And when we are in love
Then you will know, My love
Today's insanity is tomorrow's sanity
Your's and always Your's
Kamal
