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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.

On doing nothing

In spite of
surfeit of traveling
excess exertion on brain,
my eyes are
still on surveillance
to explore
Something breathtaking.
Meanwhile a dot on moon
appears suddenly,
and
my far-reaching stare
makes me doze off.

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