In halls where echoes softly play, Platinum memories weave their way, Putimari High, whispering bold, Stories of days in silver and gold. Laughter that danced in the morning sun, Friendships and dreams just begun, Each corner a testament, youth's embrace, A tapestry of time and grace. In our hearts, the echoes ring, A destiny woven from memories’ string, For as paths diverge and futures unfold, These cherished days forever hold. Guided by stars, fate's gentle hand, We journey onward, a destined band, Yet in our minds, those walls remain, A sanctuary of joy, love unchained.