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Aug 2011
I wish I was a Swan with grace and agility.
A bright white streak
of holy earth
that cam from the nesting place of love.
I wish I could die with no one to know
that my death was important.
I would be a Swan,
a beauty,
that a tear would be shed for.
Not knowing who that Swan was,
just knowing
that it was lost.
Written by
Lilly Penn
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