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History carves it's name,

Without any tempt for fame.

The masses were biting on their love,

But to engrave history this wasn't enough.

While our comfort seemed so uncomfortable for us,

Destruction had already got itself seated in the bus.

Every moment of advancement was going to turn evil and grieved,

And back in the country side the masses still awaited a couple treat.

History is always marked by silence followed by outspoken locutioon,

So it followed the footsteps in accordance.

Who could answer the uncomfortable vibes from within,

Asking to step back,

But destiny had put over it's back-

To drive it towards the hollow shack.

A noise loud enough to disturb the ambience,

Would part away the prevailing silence.

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