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There is a moment, after every fire, when silence returns. The smoke clears, and the air smells of beginnings. It is in that silence that rebirth begins — quietly, almost shyly. A new feather, a green shoot, a breath that tastes of tomorrow. The phoenix does not rise to escape the past; it rises carrying the wisdom of the ashes. It knows that every fall refines, every wound teaches, and every loss clears space for light. I stand now in that light — not untouched by what came before but made whole through it. The wilderness is behind me, yes, but its lessons still live within me. To those who walk after me: may your own fire forge you gently. May you rise not just higher, but truer. And when your wings catch flame, may gratitude be your wind. For in the end, the greatest legacy is not that we survived, but that we learned to shine.

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