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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.

I would come...

I would never come back
To you
When the nights are scary
The weather is chill
The time is too long...
But love
To maintain a distant
To keep silent myself
And wait
Until the blood 
In my veins...freezed.

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