One fine day, We met,
I remember, the closest set,
I'd ask for more,
It's a flabbered roar!
Sudden and Sudden, I feel,
Like the fish with merrily gill,
The obvious, the rare,
I'd love this dare!
Sunshine and Moonlight,
The upperhand plight,
The love and fight,
for always be right!
Going to lord,
In the lavish ford,
Going to Heaven,
In the early seven!
-Harshit Sheth
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