Too tiny to struggle, too bruised to recover
The wings on fire, she knew the end could be near
Yet the spirit behind the tiny body just wouldn’t give up
So, she plunged into the ocean of hope and survival
To heal the bruises of despair and destruction
To breathe in to life like ever before
To recover and let go
To new beginnings and aspirations
To stop being a victim and show the world
“That a little bird can fly with her wings on fire.”
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