Insane
Under the Sun,
On a Grey Path,
where only yellow line is pointing the way.
Comfortable seat,
is everything I need,
with a few snacks,
droplet of water,
to sustain my heartbeat.
Free as a bird,
dependable on chain,
whole mankind,
has gone f insane!
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