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A Strong Woman
She rises with the morning sun,
Unfinished battles, never done.
With quiet strength and fearless grace,
The fire of purpose on her face.
She walks through storms without a sound,
Her dreams are roots deep in the ground.
She bends, but never breaks in two—
The world may test, but she'll push through.
Her hands may ache, her heart may bleed,
Still, she gives all to those in need.
With every scar, she shines more bright,
A warrior cloaked in gentle light.
She speaks her truth, she owns her name,
Unshaken by the winds of shame.
She loves with depth, she leads with soul,
Each wound she wears has made her whole.
A strong woman—fierce, bold, and wise,
A mirror of the endless skies.
Not just in strength, but love she stands—
The world reshaped by her own hands.
Copyright ©
Rohit Sharma
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