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Paints Of Life

Updated: Sep 3, 2025

By Vedha. P


The stardust in me whispers

The echoes of past looters, 

A chance to make a brighter shine

A dream of what could yet be mine. 


Footsteps haven't faded

And heartbeats aren't painted, 

Playing beats of known

Staying young till dawn. 


By Vedha. P



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