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Icarus
1 min readNov 20, 2019
Damn Icarus and his melted wings.
Poor depth perception
and willful heart
echo through the ages,
but what I hear
what I’m told
says never try,
as my own wings strain
and my fingertips burn
reaching.
Written by Karen Brenchley
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