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Savitha Kartha

Abstract Action Fantasy

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Savitha Kartha

Abstract Action Fantasy

She...

She...

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Her mind, a tornado,


What goes on there,


No one knows.


Sometimes embracing,


Rest of the time repelling.


She shares with none,


Her thoughts and demons,


A girl not meant for everyone.


Fierce like the forest fire,


Cold like a loveless human with no desires.


She lived like a lone survivor,


In a world of torment, contempt and complete disorder.




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