As she was growing into womanhood
Her dream was to study hard
And have a good livelihood
She was also determined to do good
She had a fair childhood
Hrew up in a friendly neighborhood
Where she was perfectly understood
Until her parents died in a ghastly accident
Her dreams were about to be nailed to the woods
But she tried to hold on to it as much as she could
She fought with all her might
Even when she was misunderstood
She was the girl that never gave up
The girl, who buckled up and chased her dreams
She was the girl, who stood by herself
And succeeded beyond limitations
Thank you for your time.
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My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
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