Relentless
With relentless eyes, she looks up at the stormy sky,
watching the sad faces silently go by.
She holds a fire burning deep inside,
a quiet promise she won’t let die.
The wind may howl, the night may fall,
but she stands tall, refusing to crawl.
With burning passion and a once-silent mouth,
she gets up strong — there’s no turning south.
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