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Jun 29
On wax wings I fly
Desperate to reach her
My sun

I know I will be burnt
That she will destroy my wings
In my hopeless pursuit

What am I but a mortal man
Who dared to love her
Who walks among stars

Yet still I fly
Still I reach
For her, always for her

Though my wings melt
Branding my skin as I fall from the heavens
Scorched and smoldering as I plummet

With a smile I sigh my final breath
Because for just a moment
I felt her
Rough draft made on phone using voice to text
Jonathon Hunter Catchings
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