| Topic: I Burn | |
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      As I soar through the sky rivlets of wax flow from my wings on a blistering journey down my skin.
 I fly higher. Though my flesh melts away I continue to rise. Tormented, with pain as my guide, I reach for the light, watching as all that I am slips through my fingers. Broken and falling, I can not help but think, I almost reached the sun. | |
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|  GOOD JOB   | |
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      thanx
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|      deep, poetic and cool | |
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      Release it all and breath and fly to be free
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