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From the ashes rises the phoenix
Sometimes hidden in grief and sorrow
A catalyst for change in foundations gone
Burned memories of failure hold steady steps
Caution slowly nourishes rebirth of dreams
In all it's glory, the phoenix spreads wings
and soars away across the endless sky
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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