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Icarus’s Descent

  • Writer: Aidan Bernstein-Lundy
    Aidan Bernstein-Lundy
  • Mar 28, 2024
  • 1 min read

In soaring dreams, I dared to rise,

With waxen wings, through azure skies.

Oh, how the sun's embrace did call,

A siren's song, my sure downfall.


As I ascended, bold and free,

Hubris whispered, enticing me.

Closer, closer to heaven's domain,

I danced with fate, courting disdain.


Yet as I soared, I reached too high,

The searing sun, it mocked my cry.

My wings of wax, they could not bear,

The fiery touch, the fervent glare.


Plummeting down, towards the sea,

I felt the weight of destiny.

In those fleeting moments, I knew,

My pride had sealed my final view.

 
 
 

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