the risen:writer’s island-emerge

what transpires while my back is turned is of no consequence

i will rise

say what you will i know my place in this

i will rise

be a constant reminder of how i have failed

i will rise

be the mirror for a place i never hope to return

i will rise

like the glorious phoenix from ashes fallen

i will rise

i will not take you with me your weight can not transcent

i must rise

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