Freedom walks with steps like the wind.
Her laughter is the echo of a thousand voices.
A woman of many hands, hugs,
weaving dreams with threads of hope.
In her eyes shines the light of a thousand dawns.
She is strength, love, the constant struggle.
Her words are beacons in the storm,
a melody that invites us to fly.
For every chain she seeks to break, she
creates bridges of understanding and peace.
©️María Gallardo
Nov 12, 2025
Nov 12, 2025 at 3:09 AM UTC
Freedom walks with steps like the wind.
Her laughter is the echo of a thousand voices.
A woman of many hands, hugs,
weaving dreams with threads of hope.
In her eyes shines the light of a thousand dawns.
She is strength, love, the constant struggle.
Her words are beacons in the storm,
a melody that invites us to fly.
For every chain she seeks to break, she
creates bridges of understanding and peace.
©️María Gallardo
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