Stage of Swans

November 6, 2017
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Bowing their white heads,

They look at you.


Growing rosey from the applause,

They admire you.


Flapping their wings,

They soar from your breath.


Landing on the water,

They see you in the mirror.


Knowing you they are,

They are you.

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