There was this day the manifestation of a feminine force
An energy deployed to move mountains
Again and again do what needs to be done
That's how I pictured her when I didn't see her
Behind the appearances, one could easily forget that in fact she was fighting
She wore a custom-made dress. I noticed the fineness of the fabric, the details of the embroidery, but I didn't dare linger
That same look I recognized, yet her attitude changed
She had turned her frailty into beauty, an armor made of the wounds she might have overcome
Yes, this day I remember her victory as a woman
A fine and subtil revenge made to remember
_ I will not be silent, no pasaran
The next day, i saw a note on my desk She had left me a dress pattern
ARt and elegance against oppression.
>> This is based on a true story. Thank you for this remasterized dress. Perfect for hot and cold weather
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