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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.
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Listen
The song of my heart
Not a story
Only excerpt,
I'm a bird
Of wings
Or flightless creature
No matters
Pelican or vultures,
I want
To come out
Of the tomb
Of grief
Happiness
Would be
My leitmotif.
Slippery head
Of mine
Would never allow
To touch
My skin is granite
Having
Real red blood.
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