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Aug 2017
Icarus, with feathers and wax,
flew too close to our fiery sun.
His ego grand, his wisdom lax,
hubris saw Icarus undone.

Though some may judge his passing's worth,
I feel his heart and mind were true.
I'd gladly burn and fall to Earth,
to spend a moment close to you.
Rispetto style poem.
Clayborn Todd Wooton
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     ---, Scarlet McCall and Jamadhi Verse
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