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Urban Jungle

Summery breeze bids adieu now
With rainy clouds rolling above
Here’s a look from the window
Where the urban jungle is a pretty meadow
Let your voice finds its space
Come let’s march ahead
Coz what are obstacles
But your stepping stones to fly

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