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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I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple
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Balcony wish
I'll never say to stay
In five-star
But any hillside
Gazing spread horizon,
Yellow sunshine
Peeping from there
The sky is pouring
The glory,
I would stay here
Holding your hand for hours.
No gift from you
But have to grab
Something in your eyes,
For a new day,
Filled with the fire
In the soul and
The calmness of the
Magical surface
Which wished for
In balcony Last night.
In five-star
But any hillside
Gazing spread horizon,
Yellow sunshine
Peeping from there
The sky is pouring
The glory,
I would stay here
Holding your hand for hours.
No gift from you
But have to grab
Something in your eyes,
For a new day,
Filled with the fire
In the soul and
The calmness of the
Magical surface
Which wished for
In balcony Last night.
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