Out of Myself: From the Third World

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Saturday, October 2, 2010

From the Third World

From the Third World Immigrated to the First The very first time, riding on the expressway Traffic in one direction so fast in fixed lanes Roads going up, down, and all around Entrance and exit ramps, never seen before Awe struck So many skyscrapers and high rises Subways, vicious pick up and drop... Sign in to see full entry.

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