Who chunk their mind to recollect
It always crazy about the impect
They need continuity of search
Blooming of flower, flying of insect
Next generation feeling creation
They lost their ways to cost achieve
And they never like easily believe
No compromise on their wise
Accept anything but after a sieve
Next generation abbreviation creation.
Theory they make never can fake
Knowing each jot for the biggest sake
Trying to make history from mystery
In proper way they will make it break
Next generation operation creation.
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