The ancient of Olofa Inaa-
Black and white colour is their complexion -
Their men strive like they want to pay a debt of decade years -
Their women were captivated with beauty-
A town converting to a city-
A land of raw materials full of golds and silvers-
The modern technology was so agitated of their resources -
No war can enter except they want to reduce their population -
The labouring town is our witness of our magestical power.
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