Flight before the Fall...
Your wings are made of wax.
They make a foe out of the sun.
But each piece of them that drips
Proudly declares that you've lived.
Your wings are made of wax.
They make a foe out of the sun.
But each piece of them that drips
Proudly declares that you've lived.
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Holden Moncrieff
Sun 11th Apr 2021 21:15
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