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Sita Devi

Her hair swept back,
Shedding tears of love,
Alone, alone,
Her eyes sweeping over the scenes of terror,
The war being fought,
The clinking of swords,
The wrath of Rama,
His eyes a fierce red,
The flames of hatred, burning up in his eyes,
A stampede,
An epic war,
The end is near,
Who will win? Who will lose?
Defeat, I pray, will not be my fate,
Let me not be the victim of defeat,
Let me not be the victim of defeat...

Radhika. R,
Std: 8,
Bhavans Vidya Mandir Girinagar,Kochi.

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