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Rise From Ashes
When you see me,
Sitting silently,
It’s only the outside which looks calm.
The fire of the thoughts in my head burn like wild fire.
Burning wild,
They spread like a forest fire,
Uncontrollable, from one branch (of thoughts)
To another.
Creating ashes out of the trees.
Little do I know that,
The Phoenix rises from ashes,
Which my mind has created.
