And Still I Rise.

 

In order to rise again, she set herself on fire most willingly. When she rose to take flight after her majestic rebirth, she was unstoppable. The Phoenix burned to emerge renewed. She soared like a beacon of hope in the famished skies of misery from the ashes of her own pain.

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