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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.

A nature's harmony


Silence sings a lullaby
Wind produces rhythm
Chymes shakes itself
When dark skies
Embrace deep seas
I stirr my flavour
Of sweet and bitter
To get nature's harmony.

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