Zero Pot Poem by Prativa Dey

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#Poem#Zero pots **** Day goes by night and night goes by At the speed of the storm As much as the stains are all zero, All zeros combine to zero, to zero, The day goes by So the day goes by, The life expectancy is so low Matches zero. Zero before zero Zero pots in the middle This is a surprise. Only the e-yoga leads to hypocrisy, This is an intact seamstress The sea goes back to the sea, What else does man get with his eyes, That's a big zero Infinity is on fire, It's going to match zero The numbers will all be zero e. What will the numbers do Come on, this minion
Nitty fire, It's going to match zero The numbers will all be zero. What will the numbers do Come in this moment, Everything will be zero. As many times as you can Subtract and add, Do all those things Wants childhood, Whatever the youth wants, go through Kaiser, Give you what you need That's it Hush is what it is Here is where it takes it. Zero just before zero In between. This will break someone's rules No way.