10. Icarus.

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Baby bird blue's,
Feathers were gone.
Scorched by the sun.
And she could no longer fly.
Her wings,
She thought were made of metal.
Well now she's finally seen herself,
For who she was.
Just a bird who flew too soon,
Too close too the sun.
And now she's jumped out of the sky,
And forgotten how to fly.

SPLAT.

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