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Who hears the tears you hide at night,
when the world grows quiet
and only your heart remembers
all that has been taken from you?
Who sees the dreams folded carefully away,
like letters never sent,
like books closed before their stories were finished,
like wings taught to fear the sky?
Yet still, you rise.
You rise with sorrow in your chest
and courage in your hands.
You rise when hope feels distant,
when every step forward seems guarded by shadows.
The mountains of Afghanistan know your strength.
They have watched you endure storms
that would have broken lesser souls.
They have heard your prayers carried by the wind,
your grief whispered into the dawn.
You are the mother who sacrifices her own comfort
so her children may dream.
You are the daughter who studies in secret,
holding knowledge like a candle against the dark.
You are the sister who refuses to let despair
become the final chapter of her story.
The world may see your suffering,
but it cannot measure your courage.
For every door closed before you,
you have carried a thousand unopened possibilities in your heart.
For every voice that tried to silence you,
your spirit has spoken louder in silence than many ever do in freedom.
And when you feel forgotten,
remember this:
The stars still shine above your homeland.
They shine for you.
For your resilience.
For your dreams.
For the life you deserve.
One day, little girls will walk freely beneath those same stars,
carrying books in their arms and hope in their eyes.
And they will know that their freedom was born
from the strength of women who refused to surrender.
Women who cried, yet continued.
Women who were wounded, yet endured.
Women who were denied, yet never stopped believing.
Women like you.
And no matter how long the night may seem,
the dawn is already learning your name.