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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.

My strength


I never feel regret
What I did
I don't have silver tears
In my eyes
But sparkling memories
Of the past
I'm in the way of rejuvenation
The pitch of success
Has weaved
In the eyes of hope.

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