The Star

This poem is written by my son Avi (a poet friend had given him a prompt)
He has recited the same. As technically deficient as I am, the scope of error in file opening is more. Please mention in the comment if you were able to open the link or not.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B4Blxp15ObQ7RF9HRHpBUnVxSExLWnNjMVpIaXk5Smh0Smlj/view?usp=drivesdk

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  1. Lisa Stice4 July 2017 at 22:36

    How cute and talented! Yes, I was able to listen to Avi's poem through the link.

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  2. throughthecolouredglass5 July 2017 at 03:30

    Thank you Lisa. I will convey your compliment to him.

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