Not my day
I listen and observe;
She rehearses poem
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The Hook
In times, I choose a bench
-in a park, mall, roadside
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Anahita
Long has passed of her death
-nothing but bone and hair in grave
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These Four
At first, was single-page
-then, became the pages;
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Whenever
Though myself a chicken
Hate the hens and pigeons.
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Wind of changes
Lucky I was to find me brother
In Mazar, Afghans...
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Circumcise
Sat and watched how Trump
Handled guests that arrived
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Help please
No jacket, vest, nor shirt
Exposed is my skin
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