Gemini by Raiza Hasmath
Inside, just as I stand
On a hill-top gazing star
With books and music–bland
A raw spirit and a mask at war
She shuffles consistently they say
Yes, two mad voices live in my head
Gemini’s feet are made of clay
A Pollux, Castor crazy blend
Your conventional reality makes me scream
My emotions and intellect constantly battle
For I ain’t your crème de la crème
Scratch the surface before you belittle
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