God 🙇🏻‍♀️

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In the realm of cricket, there's a name so divine,
God, the legend, the myth, The Tendulker shine.
From Mumbai's streets to stadium grands,
Sachin sir ruled every lands.

Bursting crackers is a must after his century,
His innings has a fixed place in our memories,
Respected everyone and is respected by everyone,
I still remember those high roars after his every run.

TVs used to be shut down after he got out,
India wins, it's because till the end he fought.
None can replace his legacy,
Master blaster, it's the feeling of ecstasy!

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