A phoneix song
New hope
From the ashes it shall arise
Sweet as honey
Filling every particle of your brain
It shimmers like a spectrum of pure gold
A light that fills your mind with all things pleasing
All that is good
The beautiful
The young
And the sweet sound of a music
so pure
it seems to rise from the very particles you breathe
and fill your heart with
a soaring sensation
and you sing too
with the phoenix song
your spirit rises up
new hope
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