Here is a phoenix in feathers of fire

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Here is a phoenix in feathers of fire, And the gilding of these necklaces On her white neck--with the power of a love spell Enchanting everyone, tormenting my poor spirit. The rays of her crown are like the torch of day, Cupid catches them in glass, as in a net, Flame oozes like a stream of water cannon And even in the bitter cold it burns me. --chaos 5 --ar 3:4 --profile geimyyf