It's the people, who can make,
Mend the world, else can break,
They can change the course of time,
As mountains bend a river,
And the change becomes a tale of prime,
As it becomes the history forever.
So, open your vistas and look around,
Mysteries are there, fully abound,
That will always make you astound,
And force you to turn around,
And rethink on the tales told,
To make a change you have to bold,
Doesn't matter whether young or old,
Till your faith has your hold.
So, go out, run with your brigade,
One day you will become a legend.
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