Endless tribulations could not dissuade her ingenuity,
Countless torments made her wise,
Committing herself to the greater heights,
Fighting worldly battles, she survived.
Believing in herself, her untiring might,
She reclaimed all prosaic possibilities,
Rising above countless paroxysms,
She soared, she arose against each untold adversities.
No hostility can bring her down any more,
In ceaseless opportune moments she affirms,
Wading her way through back-breaking challenges,
In here amaranthine resilience she fathoms.
Her self-worth is her prized possession,
She's determined to "win" in life,
No lies, no heartbreaks, no dejection can waver her faith,
For a "gratified consciousness" she now strives.
"Life is a constant struggle" of that she is well aware,
But would a life be life in entity, if she didn't even dare?
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