They say that phoenixes are born from the ashes of their own death. That they start anew from the remains of what once was, are made stronger by the leftovers of the past. I wonder how they know when the time is right. Is it when they become too beaten down by life, burdened by the enormous weight of their current existence? Or is it because they have found the perfect moment, when the world is silent yet pulsing with energy, and they realize that forgiveness and new life can begin at this exact breathtaking moment.
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