Flapping my wings I lift and soar - phoenix from ash of fire ~ Freedom feel, burnt feather heal - gather my strength, new deck deal. Ghost the past, a journey short lived - dark episode forced to work through ~ Gained insight acquired, feel inspired - revelation, transformational coup. Moving forward sometimes, must retreat - befriend demons, bring to light ~ Back to basics, fundamental core - find the way out, create a fresh door. Challenges make one level up - read between the lines ~ Bring truth to focus, like hocus-pocus - see, where one had been blind. Here, both to listen and instruct - understanding from others and reverse ~ Receive and give, bettering live - alone often a curse. Authentic friendship such a prize - forever trust, joyful eyes ~ Pleasure pleasing, playful and teasing - truth no lie, false guise. Change is an inevitable thing - physical trait, back and forth swing ~ Can be difficult when, used to some flow - with love, a strong hold. Change is also an unknown - an uncertainty of outcome ~ Will flourish or wither? withstand dither? - at least, just alter some. True heart has no real bound - for it is our strongest connection ~ Admiration, high elation - once established, sound and ground. Even death is not an end but a shift in time - not physically around ~ Spirituality beyond physicality - where oneness is all in all. Individuality is whole, soul with soul - limitless and endless ya'll ~ Fear a lie, open it wide - pan-determined see it, from multiple sides. Nothing dies...
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