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The fall of the phoenix
through every prick and thorn
through every shirt torn
working until you’re past worn
However, sticking through
through whatever weather
Until no one knew
whether you got stuck in the slough
or you flew
and you did, too
For just a while
you caught that smile
He drew
the right cards
Let down your guards
to play, it isn’t that hard
About the Creator
Jae Qilin
Aspiring Poet
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Be wary that my pieces are Copywritten, however, if accredited we can discuss terms
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