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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.

Claim for happiness

In childhood
I got everything in happy ending
there were no verbs
no subjects at all
I was the only object
to receive responses in ayes
had something more than missing
no war for T. V. remote
every argument ended in satisfaction
all were my dear, and I found them
home, street, school, playground
in window or shadow
no caste and creed
no deed and greed
spent crazy hours more than busy.
I claim only for happiness.
I never had been in hurry to grow up,
in my childhood, I was only a child.

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