Phoenix

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Wings that flutter eluding death
Dazzling flames sizzling in every breath,

Shedding ashes of bygone torment
Soaring the cerulean skies in ascent,

Towards a dream with ardour
That left her soul dancing on fire,

In fiery fury did the phoenix fly,
Thriving before her cynic's eye.

-Sushmitha

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