Joined October 2014

Many a day I have dreamed of wings, I awake in sunlight glistenings, Weight on thy back, the wax gold and flowings, Soar above cities, my mind a ray of swirlings. 'Granted these wings bring you responsibilities', Thy father said to me, 'From the Sun ablaze, You shall stay away for your wings shall melt, Leaving you falling in a haze.' I fly up through the sky, Heart pounding, eyes high, Everhigher I go, birds fly by, Clouds dropp below, darkness before thine eyes. Space lifts me to the Sun, I turn away, to no avail, My wings are frozen, They move not an inch at will. Closer to the heat I come…
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