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Flames

And up with the flames they go,

memories now turned to ash.

 

The physical items have been destroyed,

although the memories are branded forever in our minds.

 

Through the fire we have been healed…

Just as the roaring flames devastate a forrest, so too do plants rise from the ashes.

 

We have been ravished, destroyed, and thoroughly eviscerated,

Battle tested, and **** near defeated, yet we still stand.

 

Through the fire we have been tested,

and through the fire we have been refined.

 

Among the ashes we find ourselves,

and from the ashes we shall rise taller than we ever have…

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jordan-mcrae
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May 25, 2013
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