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TYPICAL
Typical is the taste
of world at dawn
left by the night
on our tongues.
Typical is the smell
of day being born
left in our silence,
filling our lungs.
Typical is the sight
of past in my eyes
waking me up in
the morning dew.
Not at all typical
is void in this morning,
is absence of self,
absence of you.
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