WOM December

I am a phoenix

Elegant and majestic, I burn and I am revived from the grip of death. Excluded to the laws of the world death has no bounds, no chains to hold me down. Soaring through the night back to the nest full of ashes. Lights up the night sky like a firework, as the fiery sparks fizz out. I am a Phoenix.

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