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"Good evening", said the cyclist, It echoed in the evening mist, I was baffled I never knew him, The dark stranger tall and slim! Before I could acknowledge He was gone in the haze, The unknown messenger of good wills A roaming angel on two wheels! "Good evening", I said on my way, The passerby was baffled had no word to say, In the silent evening of misty haze I was happy to turn a new page!
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Aug 31, 2013
Aug 31, 2013 at 2:19 AM UTC
The Cycle
"Good evening", said the cyclist, It echoed in the evening mist, I was baffled I never knew him, The dark stranger tall and slim! Before I could acknowledge He was gone in the haze, The unknown messenger of good wills A roaming angel on two wheels! "Good evening", I said on my way, The passerby was baffled had no word to say, In the silent evening of misty haze I was happy to turn a new page!
pradip-chattopadhyay
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Aug 31, 2013
Aug 31, 2013 at 2:19 AM UTC
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