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Icarus Bound
look at the sky a lot.

I don’t have recurring dreams, because those things are bull, but since I was a child I have always been able to fly.
In dreams of course, not in any waking hours.
He asked me what the most obscure
Latin word I knew was
And I said Trabs,
Meaning Length of Wood,
A Fell Day For The Empire
It was hot out,
And they struggled to carry their silence,
Weighing upon their shoulders and pushing its face into the soft undersides of their chins.
They stumbled slightly over the cracked concrete on the sidewalk

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