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Death is not the end,
As the fires burns,
A sign to mend,
From the ashes it learns.
Consuming itself in fire,
Once again it rises,
Renewed from its ashes without dire,
Returning to claim it's prizes.
An unsurpassed excellence,
As unsurpassed beauty,
A paragon, a perfection of a kind,
Comes the phoenix.