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SACRED SWAN

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Author: Stanley Wilkin

Stanley WilkinJuly 13, 2017

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SACRED SWAN

written by: Stanley Wilkin

@catalhuyuk

Head bowed, flowing across the water
Like an organic sepulchre-
Lost in writhing reeds
It raises its head once more,
Glancing mutely around
It sighs, its breath dying in the snow.
A symbol of light,
The swan is transfigured.

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