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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.

Dear men

You're more than love
and every pain.
You're in me
I'll hit all love lane.
Being papa's daughter
I've no loss but every gain.
In sibling's eye
increase happiness ten o ten.
In your arms, my spouse
I'm insane.

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