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From the Ashes

warned you.. or at least I tried.. Won't say I told ya though.. wouldn't listen.. they don't know.. even if they knew.. they don't.. trust.. the first thing to go.. last thing to die.. trusted to the end.. you did nothing wrong with trust.. did it myself once.. won't catch me out there again.. you trust yourself.. hush now.. freedom brings a stiff price.. you paid yours and gave some for good measure.. I say time served.. and served well from what I saw.. but you let gones stay gones.. lay down the fans.. Let the roaring flames lie still.. for down is not out.. and out is not over.. Life is hope..and hope holds on when all else has given in.. And be reminded... every phoenix that hopes to fly.. must first rise up from the ashes...

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