Touch the Sun
- Marshall Azir
- Feb 7, 2024
- 1 min read
There is call,
A call to reach the heights of magnitude,
To forever chase the gravity at the core of future,
A yearning to reach out to the ether of destiny,
A desire to fly close to the sun,
Realize Icarus fell because his wings melted,
Not because he didn’t have a space ship
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