Mr. Nothing

This poem is dedicated to my agape love. It tells how obsolete I feel when I'm alone.

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All often I feel alone,  

Scream for hours, take my showers,

Again on getting dry, I only cry.

Because I know, I'm mr. nothing.

Whensoever I feel alone,

Run after shadow and open the window.

Again on seeing someone out, I never doubt.

Because I know, I'm mr. nothing.

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My YMFs

Satyajit Lamichhane

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