Wings of fire, mighty and bright
In the air, they take flight
Elegant feathers, glowing with heat
Fierce and strong, they cannot be beat
A phoenix rising from the flame
Destined for greatness, not just a name
Burning with passion, fueled by desire
The wings of fire, they never tire
With every beat, embers ignite
Leaving behind a trail of light
Through the darkest of nights, they soar
Like a beacon, forever more
Challenging the heavens, reaching new heights
Unafraid, they take on any fight
For within these wings, lies a soul
Burning with a fire, beyond control
So let them spread and let them fly
The wings of fire, will never die.
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