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Wax Isn't Aerodynamic

There is Icarus Near death in the water. Everyone laughs and jeers to call him a fool And his name becomes A symbol of Hubris. But none of it changes Icarus- nearly dead and sunburned- Smiling After it all Flying around somehow with wax. But the stars and planets and even the sun Are actually very beautiful.
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jordan-iwakiri
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Nov 15, 2011
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