In a land of colors, stories unfold,
A nation's journey, strong and bold.
India, free from chains that bound,
A symphony of freedom's sound.
August's dawn, a historic call,
Echoes of struggle, heard by all.
From darkness to light, a nation emerged,
Unity and courage, virtues converged.
Tricolor flag, in the wind it flies,
Symbol of dreams that reach the skies.
Leaders' sacrifices, etched in time,
Their courage and vision, so sublime.
From past to present, the journey's long,
A vibrant future, where hopes belong.
On this day, we stand with pride,
For India's progress, side by side.
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