The World Through My Rare View

The World Is A Road Used Daily By Cars.
Everyone Is The Driver Of His Car.
No Conductors Just Well Wishers.
Drive yours to meet up
Its Not A Car Race So Be Cool,
Within Speed Limit You Will Arrive Safely.
Feel Free To Give A Brother A Lift If Need Be,
And At Last Lets Be
There Where We Drive No Further!

Tim Ioryoosu
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