Icarus
longing for paradise
we rise, we fall,
i burned a thousand times
the desire for sky,
balancing gravity
we forget how fragile
we fly
all is here as it is,
to go to heaven
we need to carry the thorns
to accept the flame
is our only way out of hell,
see we are here
sun who melts our heart,
love who takes us,
we are the coming
and our coming is a going
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