Sean Green Biography

Illusion casts a gentle balm
medicine for the questing soul
describing life with due resolve
garments worn outside of norms
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Joy derived from money's bloom
is sad offset to the coming doom
ask the barons for their crumbs
cold medallions are the surplus
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Stairs evoked are the norm
anticipated when souls explore
a common sight that deceives
when the veil is not perceived
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The wanting lingered without respite
an intruder that cared not
for the mercies of a staid life
away from the passions on my mind
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Excuse me please while I indulge
naughtiness born of lust
a restlessness I'll cater to
revel in full latitude
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