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No longer were there tears in her eyes.
She was determined
She was seetha
No one can bind
Her body, of finaries devoid
Her lustrous hair loose and untied
Her steps around the court room did resound
The strength in her voice is what they heard,
Its my right ,
Its my choice,
The life in jungle I don't fear,
To eat fruits from dust off the earth Will be sweeter,
Laying on the grass shall make me stronger,
He felt himself melting
His stance no longer relentless
His gaze no longer stoic
Its my right as woman
Its my right as wife
She continued
To stop me,
In this court
Is there any one?
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