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My Travels In The Hell

It is hard and so teadius travel to me
though my travel is a nice car
The roads, I ve travelled seems as hell
Just a road with out green trees in the sides

Only wheeled animels flown here and there and
exhausting a large volume of black smoke
No flowers, and the musics of little sky singers
only the roarings of metallic wilds, I heard

One second, I stopped and
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Pari Dharawat 03 November 2011

Liked it! nice it is..

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Subbaraman N V 18 November 2007

Yes! You are right! A great movenent is the need of the hour to arrest the unfortunate trend!

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