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IncholPoem Jan 2019
My   feeling  was
moving   on  the
same  path
where  the   Earth
orbiting   the  sun.



My  feeling  was
being  accelerated
on  the   track  of
formula  one  racer.

WHEN  IMAGINATION'S
RACING  WAS  TO
BE  WITH
REALITY.

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