None is above
Every one is found to swing
In and around selfish line
No more I test
As I came to know
No man is an angel
Every one is bestowed with flaws
One or the other
Men are very sharp
When they scan others
But to find a fault or two
In him or her
They all turn dull
And stunningly ridiculous.
The rage against hypocrisy
Has been forever gone
Men with faults
No matter how big or small
Now I welcome them all.

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