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A phoenix is said to be a magical glowing bird which is both a blessing and a bringer of doom to its captor. It is described as a large bird with majestic plumage that glows brightly emitting red, orange and yellow light, like a born fire that is just pass the turbulent flame. The feathers do not cease glowing if removed and one feather can light a large room if not concealed. It dies in a show of flames and combustion and simply decomposes before being born again. I regard myself as a phoenix because of the person that I have grown up to be. I have been through a lot of things that some people would not have survived, but here I am - still standing. I rise from the ashes every time I decompose.