Phoenix

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Breaking apart the chains that
had once imprisoned me.
The pain in which had once
consumed my mind and soul
will turn to ash and
vanish into thin air.
I will not die, but I will evolve.
Like a Phoenix, I will
rise from the ashes of
who I once was..
and become the version of myself
I was always meant to be.

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