Nessuna Rosa Rossa

we arose hero's
of up front no
common but
nonsense
combat

strategically
statistically
self survival
of some
kind

of defense
depending
on a deep
sense of
fight

or flight
but Icarus
don't go too
close to the sun
son said Daedalus
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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