Apollo, a god, would match the age of his love/
And, oh, how Icarus made him feel young//
17 years of age on that day/
Or, in this telling, is what they say/
"Are you insane?!"/
Was what Apollo exclaimed/
But once he saw that arrogant grin/
Knew he'd never be the same//
"I love him"/
Apollo whispered to the flowers/
"But know that could never take away the love that was once ours"//
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