No, I will never
See the sun setting closer
The horizon begs
My skin would blister
Before I could hope to touch
Hope to understand
I can’t walk the skies
Like a celestial god
Wading through the tide
I can only dream
Of the solar core rumble
Warming all that is
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It’s amazing how well you measured your word choice considering what you probably were trying to tell.
What a great poem! It brings to the mind the story of Ikaros…