Deepa Rajkumari Biography

From the seed coat, came out a flower.
First in the valley, was the flower.
Adorned by all, was the flower
One of a kind was the flower.
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In the vast pool of darkness,
I stand strong,
There are many
but I stand alone.
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Echoes spread when it fell.
I was the one who picked it up
Pieces by pieces
My hands painted red
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A call when Helios blinds my eyes,
Making me leap up from the soft coat.
Stories that never saw an ending;
The regret that still churns my stomach.
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