Purple-stained upon my tongue,
From the juicy jamun tree,
In the orchard, ripe and young,
Plucked away by human greed.
Now I crawl on garbage, dung,
And miss what used to feed.
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Reshma Sundarrajan is an enthusiastic writer with a love for reading, exploring new places, connecting with diverse individuals, and penning down her thoughts. Her distinctive talent lies in her ability to bring joy and laughter to others. Her ultimate aspiration is to establish herself as a renowned author. Writing flows effortlessly through her, akin to the writing of breathing, and she embraces it with passion and determination. Additionally, she has received a national-level e-medal for her poetry, bestowed upon her by a government organisation, adding to her notable achievements. Her goal is to leave a legacy in the form of words.
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