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Life In Machine

Colleague, innocent mannered, told me- "In village our feet used to journey" Urban feet, mine, smiles Fuel is its miles Vehicle loves jam and I'm chained free! -October 08, 2018 Chattogram (Dedicated to Tri Ranjan Chakma)

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Date: 10/8/2018 11:36:00 AM
In a small village in Israel, we used to call our mode of transport, Bus # 11, each digit standing for one of the legs we used to get to wherever we were going. Best wishes, Gershon
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