I dreamt a dream
A grey and brown moth flying away from me
Then its wings fluttered and started to fall
Then it turned into ashes bit by bit
It flew higher and higher until I can’t see
Only to return when it transformed into a pheonix
It has a bright orange, lean and strong body
Its feathers were silky and reflective
It led out a squeaky scream, then started to returning to me
I ran away from it. I thought it seems to be attacking me
But it also seems to be waiting to be commanded by me
Alast I woke from my dream
What a beautiful pheonix it is!
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