Within the bounds of a blind man's sight
Over the draft of Icarus's plight
Beneath the depths of the tower's height
You still find me
I sailed all fourteen seas and souls
I built a train and stoked its coals
Hid within time's mysterious holes
You still seek me
Now I am lost in a glass frame
In panic, forgotten all, even my name
My rebellion cooled, now timid and tame
I call, "Come find me!"
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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