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Like Icarus with wings of wax

Into the sky,

He flew to free the new world

Tore it away as flame,

Dying,

Disappeared.

Oceans reflected on empty branches

Borne up the pines into the air

Like an eternal ode

But never answered.

That is how I've lived.

My answer

Is to quit.

Myriad of colors, vibrant are those hues

Shed as I witness the tumble of time

Part of me wakes with memories,

the pain cannot stop the babbling voice

who seeks this life,

the pain cannot stop the voice,

who seeks this life.

All things yet in my dream,

all things yet are in my dream

In your words I hear

soft and careful hesitation

and the faintest echo of

my name,

as if I were already in the grave

I am with you now

in the silence of your mind

as you are with me now

in the silence of my heart