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Bijan Rabiee Apr 20
Ah yes, the guiding glow of id
The steering glacier of ego
The eternal light of quest
The ephemeral radiance of conquest
The song of nightingale that bears
The emotional tones of wanderers
Ah yes, the revolution of madness
The waterless shore of enchantress
The muteness of fearful assenter
The repeating yells of dissenter
The mystery that keeps me awake
Toppling my rational mind's take
Ah yes, the revealed shapes in a dress
The humps and bumps that impress
The costly curves that make men wonder
What awaits them should they blunder
The scarlet feathers of women
The cerulean plumage of men
Ah yes, the auspicious blade of master
The hopeless craft of impostor
The synonyms that make life boring
The antonyms that make it alluring
The clandestine ring of vice
Constructing the castle of mice
The seductive sway of felines
Obstructing the advance of lines
Ah yes, it is the silence that leads
Leaving noise in the backseat of deeds
Never go beyond your natural degree
For the road is not as clear as you see.
  Apr 20 Bijan Rabiee
Karen
If I was a flower
Don't place me in a jar
I grow free
Like wild flowers
In vast forests
Rooted to the earth
God
Give
Us
A
Brain         He      expects
Us

To

Use

It
Ordinary          People
Do

Amazing.                            Things

Give ­                                              It  To

God.                                               See

What.                      Love

Brings
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