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Jul 2012
Son of Daedalus,
foolish young boy,
flying through the august sunset background
and tasting the damp clouds viewed with splendor,

Son of Daedalus,
arrogant dreamer,
did you smile to the sun,
before your feather bound wings burst into flames,

Son of Daedalus,
poor boy,
did your soul rise from those flames like a phoenix
with your tiny lungs so filled with salty waters,
did you take one last laugh to the end,

Here lies a boy,
the son of Daedalus,
immortal in memory to the Icarian Sea.
Jared
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   Mahima Gupta
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