Why can not we disperse the uncertainties and misgivings
Even after the Earth roved billion years steadfast?
Something waylaid the proliferation of decent aptitude
To slander the mankind what we not meant.
There has been other side of each eclipse
Having persisting candour of shaded light
Rescuing the legacies for advancing legatees
And perforces the might of collective indenture
For profound contemplation of inherited furtherance
Overrunning the perverse Oracles in drawbacks.
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