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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.

Wavelength


Shattered soul,
Broken pieces of heart,
Nothing is favorable
But yet
The space and the galaxy
Prone to visible.
The bonding of sun
With the earth
Is endless
Blue doves in the sky
Are looking
For the traveling
And standing waves
To fix the wavelength.

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