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  Oct 2019 Ben Palomino
Bijan Rabiee
Like myriad others
I was born crazy
A blessing bestowed
By Moon's grace
And a curse slotted
By Sun's paradise
I was born crazy
To take on two things
Shift for myself
Amid worldly plagues
And exhibit my perceptions
With opalescence of my dance
I was born crazy
In light of squares
There are not enough stars
That Darkness can't sway.
Ben Palomino Sep 2019
I gave in to temptation
and desire
now
my soul lays in fire

It was too cold anyway
Ben Palomino Sep 2019
The chilling autumnal air
impedes  the peaceful trees
forcing them to dance
and sway In melancholy
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