I know I haven't that fire In my breast With that I could fire in the bush or hunger Now there's left only ash. ... Read full text
Phoenix will fly. The remembrance is the charcoal That never die out but pester Until food is prepared.
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Phoenix will fly. The remembrance is the charcoal That never die out but pester Until food is prepared.