Wings ♥

Transformation

“How can I rise, if I have not burned?”

How can I become anew?

For change is inevitable.

My shell has been shed, my past is fleeing,

I see nothing but sparks and flames.

From dust, I come.

I breathe the air of rejuvenation.

For I am nothing like my predecessor.

“my time as a caterpillar has expired

my wings are ready.”

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