I seeThe story of ICARUSis it...Wasn't it a foreign story?It's the story of a boy who flew with wings made of feathers and waxBut he flew too close to the sun, so he lost his life...Yeah, so reaching for the suns...with borrowed wingsI never knew you could be so poetic.Should I say you're fancy or a romantic...They don't like you cause you say things like that!
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