Look up expectantly at the sky But the dust cloud deceive me
My eyes are bitten by the sodium light. Welcome to the chaotic civilization !
Remember the old prophecy...
Roads are made to be traveled, I am here to fulfill it
And I lick the Earth..
My life like traffic , meticulously unplanned
I move up and down to fight the void
ends to a mean, means to an end
oscillatory life style
from dark to light and light to dark
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