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From Heaven to Hell

The little girl happily walked by

With a satchel by her side, dreams in her eye

Her dreams were vibrant she had her own vision

She wanted to touch the stars that was her mission

But those debauchees pulled her by her hands

What was happening she failed to understand

But still knew what was happening was ghastly, not right

As they threatened her to keep the secret to her heart, tight

This act left her torn, battered yet bereft of any feelings

But she knew for sure that something inside her killing

She did not know what to do; She screamed, she cried,

But not a single person came to help and her tears dried.

Her entire view of this world changed in that hour

Squashing the dreams of that innocent flower

- Aadya Punj

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