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Alas for Foolish Icarus
Moths crowd a brightly burning bulb
Believing it the Sun
They fly too close
And waxed wings melt
Burnt bodies fall
Alas for foolish Icarus
Are we so...
Believing it the Sun
They fly too close
And waxed wings melt
Burnt bodies fall
Alas for foolish Icarus
Are we so...
