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A Dirge For Icarus
Flying upon waxen wings-
Pride induced
The world apathetically
Dismissing-
His tumble to the watery dirge below
To be like
To be a
God
Having choked on swollen pride
Plummeting to the very depths
The tide rolls in to tell the tale
of Icarus damned
By self, pride-
the harshest idol
Man hath known.
poem
by
Denis Kucharski
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