The morning breeze caress the sky
While sparrows on their wings do fly
Free of the curse as they pass us by
All this I’ve witnessed with my eyes
The world can be of pure delight…
But the azure now does pale in hue
For below me lies my Aegean blue
While above Helios rides his chariot through
And I must do that which I must do
For I am Icarras… preflight.
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