I am climbing these hills with full of joy.
Say it loudly! You are screaming too high.
The place is rich in green and glossy.
Till you reach don't be messy.
Ooty and beauty of your belongings should not be compromised.
Calling in your voice need to be my therapy.
I occupy the remaining space which cant be left alone.
Let's drift in city roads to be known to unknown.

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