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The Pheonix It lives, only to die one day. It rises from nothing.

It glides on wind and sun Its wings of fire and feathers aflame Will lead to its death one day And from that inferno it shall arise Anew and reborn against the sky It will live and shine once more Its beauty radiant and feathers adorned

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