The world is not so large
As before
As if China is whispering with me
England is knocking at the door.
Berlin to Rome
Is not so far from home.
The world is now in a chip
Where our love and life
Tears and fright
Became a part of that circuit
To grip.
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Yes the world has now become very small. A nice write.