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A mediocre

You're enjoying I'm creating Neither hundred percent Nor the hundredth of whole Only like a mediocre of You and me. As long as I'm writing My poem bridges the gap Even though a single Atom of us.

Clew of my dream



I had a dream 
To save my whole dreams
In my very own eyes.
I wish to fly 
Having my feathers
Not to hold
The hand of destiny.
But alas!
I'm a girl
I'm everyone's dream
Having no dream
Of myself.

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