Juvenille is to the memories of our past....The past of our childhood
-------------------memories...
Unending history of our childhood remains untold, no as we get old
Versatile destiny now we are weaving, for adulthood is nearing
Years ended not a single memory forgotten
Jades of intellect we are now exceeding
Underlings of science we are now
Bachelors of Destiny we call our self
Enigma of life we are solving
Rising from zero to one hundred is our knowledge
In between all of our winnings, inside our heart resides the one whom
------------------we worship
Nevermore we make mistake
Everlasting rewards we claims as ours
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