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PHOENIX (Hope)

I let her fly beautifully
A hope, a brighter future
and on her wings lie's-
a heavy stone-
but she must soar
through the stormy clouds.
And then, too brief
came the terrible fall
My phoenix down!
Her wings broken-
feathers litters on the ground
hear her song, her cries!
But no matter the falls, the broke
She'll keep rising, renew, stronger
from the ashes of each burning day.
Written by gifteth (AliboTerna)
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