Ikaros Landing
here she sits
and types and types
words don't matter
to this face
feelings bound from place to place
remembered voices
hang in space
the Void reaches
trembling touch
then retreats
she's said too much
and feelings fly
from moon to earth
and land
shattered
black and burnt
with human hand now
she gently scoops
the still-warm ashes
of dreams
disproved
and types and types
words don't matter
to this face
feelings bound from place to place
remembered voices
hang in space
the Void reaches
trembling touch
then retreats
she's said too much
and feelings fly
from moon to earth
and land
shattered
black and burnt
with human hand now
she gently scoops
the still-warm ashes
of dreams
disproved
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