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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.

Shyness in your arm

I melted as
sugar cube in tea
to be tasty.

I melted as
shyness in your arm
to make you warm.

I melted as
exertion in rest
to be fresh and best.

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