Young Stars - Poem by Harshit Sheth
One fine day, We met..
Other very day, we spoke..
Alternate day, We became..,
We rocked and rolled, Hipped and hopped,
We danced, we played, we chatted and Talked,
We Won, We Joyed, We Clapped and Honored..,
We got the Fame, an awesome Game..,
Because, we became...,
A TEAM...together! !
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