Like a Forest Fire

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There she goes,
Smart and elegant,
Surrounded by flames,
Yet she holds her head high.
Because, she knows she will survive it.

The fire inside her,
Glows brighter than the fire outside.
She feels everything,
With a heart more intense than any heaven.
“It’s alright” she says boldly,
“Life burns sometimes.”

She has been a phoenix before.
“It’s no problem,” she smiles.
For every time she burns to ashes,
She knows exactly how to rise back up, again.
But each time, she rises even higher.

She is beautiful,
Beautiful like a forest fire.

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