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the swan existing
why are the things that have no death
is there anybody there
a mile behind
calm as that second summer
i stand in the cold gray weather
do not turn your head
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
there by the window in the old house
there is no flock, however watched and tended
on and on
i saw him once before
when i go back to earth

 



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