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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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Love ever nurtured


Two dry leaves
From a dead tree
Fell down,
I buried it
In the core
Of my heart...
The depth
Reveals the love,
Nurtured
In the arms
Of the shadow
Below that tree.
I'm genuinely
Walking to the future
In the ecliptic soul
To rejuvenate
Myself.
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