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Icarus must have loved the sun
With all the love in his heart
He must have flown up
Despite knowing he’d fall from the start
I can imagine his failing eyes
Amidst the sun’s blinding haze
And the wax melting off his mortal wings
All for a glimpse of Apollo’s face
I think the sun loved him too
In that little infinity between moments
His heart too must have ached
For afterwards, the sky cried its grief in torrents
Some call it a tale of caution,
And nobody knows for sure,
But I think he must have laughed
As he fell that fatal fall
For isn’t it better to have loved and lost,
Than to have never loved at all?

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