The path yet Untrodden
Amidst the hustle and bustle of life,
She bore the pain and wore the scars;
Leaving behind the soulful hamlet,
She marched onward, lantern in hand,
And trace her footprints in the sands of time.
Though life's like a chasm, deep and wide,
She marched forth like Shepherds beneath stars,
A beam of light, a glimmer of hope shone within,
Like a lighthouse amidst the sea, she stands tall.
Life's naught a trodden path,
But one that awaits to be trodden.
And every step she dares to take
Become a path where none had gone.
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