A phoniexis fire
The situation dire
Gone in a flame
with no one to blame
Its body to ashes
But a new egg hatches
An old life taken
A new given
Innocent and pure
A world to cure
Of the great greed
A huge deed
For one so small
Still learning not to fall
But to succeed
Will plant the seed
Of love and life
A world without strife
Only for them to burn
Til the pheonix is reborn
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