The Google Mania

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The freezing cold water , cuts through my hair
But I still take it on me , and blindly stare
The freezing water , has the power to melt from my brain
The layers of “google images” , which lead to nothing but strain
As I step out of the bathroom , the air enclosed me
The water trickles down from my hair to my feet
But in strange enthusiasm , I let it be
With glitter in my eyes , hope finds its place for a new concept
that the world will see.
As great architect I feel , to reach my desk and find,
“google” once again is all that is in store for me.

Tejeshwi Nemani
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