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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.

The flowers..




The flowers are dancing,
But never entwine,
With the spring breezes
On the rhythm of sunshine.
How a pleasant morning,
The rainbow is yet to shine.
Depositing droplets are here,
Looking treasure like coin.
What a gratitude of nature,
And a pleasure of mine.

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