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One's struggles |
| The Phoenix Your concrete lies Your heart of stone Will crumble eventually They have yet one weakness In the elements Nature has its way of breaking the weak and Having the strong rise from The ashes, left behind from a Fallen phoenix, who once flew Over Egypt as a sign of good Fortune to the Pharaoh, who Then had his empire crushed by A Shepard of a flock of sheep, Everything has its climax which Is embraced but soon deserted as The decline begins and the height of The climax is forgotten, soon you Will forget our climax as you have Already forgotten our introduction but For us there is no recession, no heroic Act for us to rely upon, we are what The academics call history |