**Echoes of Forgotten Laughter**
In quiet halls, where shadows play,
The echoes of old laughter stay.
A gentle sound, now faint and thin,
A trace of joy once held within.
The walls remember every cheer,
The moments lost, but still so near.
Through time and silence, they remain,
A whisper of that sweet refrain.
Forgotten faces, voices bright,
That filled the air with pure delight.
Now only echoes softly fall,
Like distant chimes, a fading call.
Yet in those echoes, warmth persists,
A memory the heart still twists.
For though the laughter’s long been stilled,
Its echoes leave the soul fulfilled.
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Danny Prem kumar
A vision is our long-term goals and aspirations for the future in terms of its long-term growth and impact on this world. My mission defines what we do and what we stand for, while our vision speaks to our goals and ideals for the future.
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