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Do not scream or ring the bell
When the wheels are hot as hell
Still be calm, sweet and nice
I cope well with every size
On the ground, two walls I tie
From the pit, you call a lie
Whence its fire you get a tar
I the dark I shine like stars…
Undulated road I reconstruct
No more catarrh, no more dust
A long journey is no more far
I am here to aid your car.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Tyres …. Are amazing
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Tyres help vehicles alot
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Well, I heard a writer must fit in the shoes of what he’s writing about.
You’re perfect.
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Thank you Marion
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Intriguing observations. I really enjoyed your work.
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Thank you Arjun Chopra
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