She

She is a determined young lady.
Her efforts are prodigious daily.
She walks with her head high,
because it is better to smile than cry. 
She is fearless of no man.
Being timid is not a part of her plan.
She is barely five feet tall.
Nevertheless, for her dreams she will crawl.
Well, who is she?
Why, it is me.
I am many things except paltry.
Extraordinary is what I will be.
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