Phoenix

Rippling flames of red, white, and blue.
The cycle must complete in a blaze of glory;
the time has come, the debt is due.
Re-start the cycle with a death so gory.

Weary eyes which cannot see things,
no longer able to stand tall,
no longer able to spread your wings;
you just sit there, and prepare for the fall.

With fear in your eyes you look into the night
dragged down by the bonds of time.
Focusing on a sparkling vision so bright,
out of the ashes you climb.

As we shake off the burdens of old,
we stride forward into the future bold.

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