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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.

Vacuum


Vast ocean against the horizon
Created a question
In my mind
Why the sky turned into grey
Do the day need a vacation.
Is it a reason
To make our foot-marks
On the sea-shore?
Vacuum is increasing solitude
Cheerfulness is absent
Like sun's warmth.

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