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The Flight of Icarus

Quietly without a sound From the sky he spirals down Tail on fire and broken wing Demons laugh, no Angels sing Earlier his flight begun Flying high to tempt the Sun In his ears those words would ring Father can't know everything Downward, downward, as he must With a thud he hits the dust Heaven sighs, no bells will ring Angels cry and Demons sing

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