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Surf down the wind, jump through the sky
Until rushing air breathes me back to life
Rubbers burned, smoke the adrenaline high
Venturous sign it’s time to dare or to die
Icarus be damned, I am not such a fool
Vainly flaunting this right to be cool
Obscene fires fuel these wholesale schemes
Rebelling, I reclaim the revolution of dreams.
by White_Feather on June 3 2007