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I fear the day the height I soar will be too much for my wings to handle where time slowly fades like spontaneous lumber within a hearth where little by little my feathers fall and my eyes steadily closing slowly at first but then faster falling and failing at a height that breaks spinning I was heavily when moments before impact my eyes opened realizing that eagles are capable of evolving at a rapid pace I crashed, immobile for a moment broken but still confound by hope that is when stars aligned themselves to guide me and burst forth FIRE! a phoenix stronger and brighter before.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
opulence on impact
I fear the day the height I soar will be too much for my wings to handle where time slowly fades like spontaneous lumber within a hearth where little by little my feathers fall and my eyes steadily closing slowly at first but then faster falling and failing at a height that breaks spinning I was heavily when moments before impact my eyes opened realizing that eagles are capable of evolving at a rapid pace I crashed, immobile for a moment broken but still confound by hope that is when stars aligned themselves to guide me and burst forth FIRE! a phoenix stronger and brighter before.
pariah
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
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