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Icarus Down (Haiku) by horus8

Sticky new feathers. Do not frown at me old man. Time to touch the sun. As I freed from you. I became just what you were. Swallowed by the Sea.

<~> 13-Mar-03/12:36 PM
no. you miss, here. 'my time is coming' is a decade (at least) too aged for I.

so I flew from you
and became what i hated:




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