December 20, 2010
The only one still standing,
I am the only survivor
Of that great storm’s fury.

All around me there lies
The rubble and ashes
Of what used to stand by my side.

Left all alone
Without a friend in the world,
Here I stand in the place once called home.

I’ll make a new life.
Not giving up, I will go on.
My wings aren’t broken; I can still fly.

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