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Oct 2022

You sought the sun, you were ambitious.
How awful was it to reach the clouds and Remember your waxen wings Icarus?
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You feared the sun, so you skimmed the sea
But how could you forget my child?
There are two ways to ruin wings
This story always gives me chills.
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Aimée  F/The Past
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