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Post by ShadowPie on Mar 26, 2015 23:56:05 GMT
Just a poem of the first regeneration of Phoenix
Phoenix awoke. The stillness was alarming She hadn't a clue where she was Or what she'd done All she knew She'd been here before But this was the first comeback A new heart Beat proud in the chest Of The Remade Phoenix couldn't know she was back again or she died protecting an innocent Phoenix was a clean slate Nothing known of anyone again She knew only her mission To help She knew it was time to press on to continue She fell immediately down when she tried to get up Yet she tried again and again Until she stood Her feathers catching the breeze While her own funeral occurred Beginning to fly She returned.
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Post by Andromeda on Apr 4, 2015 17:44:58 GMT
That's lovely.
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