Soul of Icarus
I have
so many fantasies
that I don't even conceive from
what world i am
alive...!
I live so free
that I don't understand
where do i come...
and I don't even feel
I am walking
or flying... !
it's my winged heart...!
he does fly high
plus higher
than the birds...!
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