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Nov 2014
With so many adequate men around.
Poor me! myself so inadequate I found.

My inadequacies so bulky and wide.
Searched nooks and corners to hide.

Lying down on floor was red old mat.
Unaware what lies beneath many sat.

Crept towards the mat where it lied.
My inadequacies I decided to hide.

Between the red old mat and the ground.
While hiding mine, theirs hidden I found.
MdAsadullah
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MdAsadullah  India
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