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Rise

Rise
Icarus, waxing wings of Waning Wax
Towards the House of the Eternal Flame
Promising Grandeur of Conquest; but alas
Ra smiles, Daedy cries out Oh Madam
Ophelia! Your fate foretells Watery Grave
Cursed is my progeny for Ambition
Kills in Hubris, and my son
Sinks