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The flight


For some a legend
For some a story
It has lived in fables
but in all its glory
It is one of its kind
The one that flies into the light
With its eye on the horizon
Ready to take a flight
The fire will engulf the bird
Burning it down to the ground
Some think of it as fate
But what goes, comes around
By the start of the day
and the end of the night
It will rise again from the ashes 
Ready to take a flight