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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Fence line
My dog never traveled
The fence line of the house
He had ever patience
To live at the same place
For years...
We lived together and enjoyed
The family of nine persons
With kith and kin
Including him.
But one day
The venomous hand of nature
Grabbed the throat
Of happy life....
The dog is still there
We all traveled the fence line.
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