Plutonian Eagle

As I die no one holds my hand
I leave
As I die no one stands by
I sleep
As I die no one comes near
I wait

In the corner are hush hush whisperers
I listen
In the corner are angled faces
I speak
In the corner are doorways hidden
I watch

On the ground my body feels chained
I sink
On the ground my body feels heavy
I drown
On the ground my body feels pain
I writhe

While I burn in silence, time is quiet
I hide
While I burn in silence, time creeps by
I shrink
While I burn in silence, time stands waiting
I fade

From the ashes I will renew this life
I climb
From the ashes I will not be caged
I fly
From the ashes I will find the wind again
I rise
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