if i were to smile in the face of destruction,
to thrive off it’s embers,
reigniting the once forgotten flame,
would i be the fool who burnt twice,
or the phoenix who rose from ash?
if i were to smile in the face of destruction,
to thrive off it’s embers,
reigniting the once forgotten flame,
would i be the fool who burnt twice,
or the phoenix who rose from ash?
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