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WHO AM I

I started singing song from my home 
But the song burst out from my room
And it spread all over the world 
I become a singer with lot of fans 
I could see many hands waving to me
I feel so happy,so proud 
On hearing the sound of claps
I got more fans than Jackson 
But sudden a sound ding tong ding tong
Alas it was a dream 
Now I realized who am I
I'm a hero in dream but zero in life
I asked my friend will dream come true 
Yeah it may she replied 
I asked her the shot cut to make dream true
She give me the short cut to make dream true 
It was none other than hard work
Now I've decided to work for my dream 
I'm sure my dream come true
I hope I'll become a singer
Because hope is a walking dream


Copyright © ABHISHEK A A | Year Posted 2017

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