Life is such a rat race,
running to survive the face,
And, when festivals come as a boon,
Into beautiful souls you tune!
Aromatic food,makes everything feel so good!Sparkling eyes and stars,Wearing armours of scars!
A friend, whose smile goes the mile,
Whose laughter can heal a broken stream,
With eyes of fire all around...
A garden of tender leaves binds us as ONE!
And, then came the boom—
Stories and struggles in the afternoon!
Being part of something so beautiful,
As days unfold in laughter and scoop!
When you feel admiration is less,
Of life and time: timelessness!
Spiralling into nature's shields,
Sparkling souls of Morefields!
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