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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