In Stripes of Life
She walks with grace through colors bold,
Her long black hair, a story told.
In every stripe, both joy and pain,
A smile in loss, a tear in gain.
She holds the past, yet steps ahead,
With shadows dark, and hopes well-fed.
In her calm, the world's embrace,
Life’s woven thread of love and grace. 0 reply
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