With a black mole resting on her shoulder’s crest,
Born a girl with dreams that never rest.
Eyes that glimmer with ambition’s fire,
A heart that’s set on climbing higher.
For her parents, she toils, her purpose clear,
Their faith in her, she holds so dear.
In quiet resolve, her plans unfold,
To turn her dreams into treasures of gold.
Loneliness whispers, but she won’t stay still,
She’s driven by passion, unyielding will.
The world is vast, and she longs to see,
Every corner, every shore, every tree.
Hard work is her melody, her daily tune,
Under the sun, through the rise of the moon.
Success is the horizon, her guiding star,
She knows in her soul she’ll travel far.
So, here’s to the girl with a heart so bold,
With stories untold and dreams to hold.
Her journey begins with each step she takes,
And the world will remember the path she makes.
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