When I captured this picture last year, it was screaming at me loud and clear, "Please don't break my wings." and I thought to myself. If I had the ability to fly, would it be lonely up there in the sky, or would it bring me peace? Sometimes it's better to be alone so you don't get hurt, but in the end, we have to get back on the ground and face the reality that life is hard, especially when you are on your own. I still hope that no one breaks my wigs, and I will protect them with all my power. And in the end, I will fly high and prove to myself that even if I make mistakes, fail to accomplish my dreams, and get burned in the process, I will rise from my ashes and start again till I get it right, just like the Pheonix..
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