"A Women, Fierce and Free"

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She stands now, a beacon bright,
Her past a tapestry of day and night.
From girlhood’s dreams to womanhood’s grace,
She’s journeyed far, found her place.

Her spirit, forged in fire and storm,
Burns with a light that’s fierce and warm.
She’s faced the trials, braved the seas,
With a heart that’s strong and a soul at ease.

Her laughter echoes, rich and clear,
A testament to the battles she’s conquered here.
She walks with confidence, head held high,
Her gaze unwavering, as dreams pass by.

From dreams pursued to goals achieved,
In every triumph, her soul’s relieved.
Yet in her eyes, a fire remains,
A spark of passion that never wanes.

The road behind her, rough and wild,
Has sculpted the woman, once a child.
Her strength, her courage, her boundless grace,
Shine brightly now in every space.

She dances through life with a heart unchained,
Embracing joy, and unafraid of pain.
Her past has shaped her, but does not define,
The woman she’s become, bold and divine.

In her freedom, she finds her truth,
A reflection of the strength of youth.
For in each step, each breath she takes,
She celebrates the life she makes.

She’s a woman, fierce, and free,
A testament to her journey’s decree.
With a heart that’s grown, a spirit renewed,
She’s living the life she always pursued.

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