And it is with the heart of a phoenix that
pain is in the ashes,
fate is in the ashes,
hope is in the ashes as I am reborn again.
It is a fire I light for myself when most could not strike the match
but I know that I can survive the self imposed inferno to come.
Because my heart belongs to the phoenix,
destined to burn again and again…
but for now I wade through the smouldering ash
and into the painful, wondering beauty
of a new life self chosen again.
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