Billions of us travel,
Zillions of us play the gamble.
Rich or poor, you see all here,
Middle class have the more share.
Hundreds of thoughts,
Thousands of shots.
Every face is different,
Every soul is painted.
Hear it deep, and glide in the leap,
One phone rings, and the eyes voluntarily beep.
An urge to know, an urge to understand,
Once you listen, you match the band.
Such a variety to amaze you,
Such are the talks to wake you.
You feel varied pains and smiles,
Your heart turns a wayfarer, and rides.
What an inner peace you get,
When you forget your head.
Oh wanderer! Travel and explore,
Each thing will say its roar.
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