Like a phoenix rising from the ashes

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, your soul is eternal and will only become more beautiful, bright and blessed the more darkness you have to go through.

How did you manage to get back up again?

Who hurt you so bad it brought you to your knees and shattered your sense of security into a million pieces?

Who stole the joy from your eyes, tore the passion from your words and ripped the very zest for life from your body?

More importantly, how did you manage to get back up again?

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