Mostafa Didar Poems

I have a box, as big enough as me.
A little brown, a little blue.
A little worn out, strange looking box.
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In a world where they've asked me to be a one or a zero,
I've decided to be a Zero point Five.

There's nothing pleasant about being a zero point five.
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Brewed in socially engineered incubators,
The technical marvels,
the fittest species
Gifted with consciousness
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I thought about achieving perfection all these years but the truth is everyone just wants to get by.
Everyone gets by, by lying differently, tailoring and masking their lies into different colors and forms and selling discrete parts of themselves.

I hate artists that lie to tell the truth.
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