Cried out loud.
But no one could hear a thing.
Looked for someone
To mend my broken wing.
There, I saw nothing
Except for an abandoned stitch.
So, I dragged myself
To the edge of the cliff.
And here, I fly again
Breaking just another myth.
Cried out loud.
But no one could hear a thing.
Looked for someone
To mend my broken wing.
There, I saw nothing
Except for an abandoned stitch.
So, I dragged myself
To the edge of the cliff.
And here, I fly again
Breaking just another myth.
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A butterfly breaks the Icarus myth. ❤
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