The Swans
The bearer of good service
Birds are colliding when they see me
Flying over my head, rapidly and fastly
Fastly giving themselves to the freedom
Where is my queue? No hints, no
eavesdropping, they'r evaporating
Pleading feels hidden, stealth heroes
Love me
Cuz I am a lone wolf
Everything else is fading away
Am I propose that swans are
chasing me?
Perhaps, yes, but look!
Birds are free, boundaries a myth,
Such a glass transcendent reflection
Why am I still here? Yikes, this is all
so stupid, but I'm not phased by how I
pay attention
on them,reveal and report me when
you ripple down the water
on the gorgeous safe land!
Blue,fuzzy,moisty,by the sea
And wave at my puffy eyes -
Leaders,rulers,Kings&queens
One of the cloud is - Blake
Ink,beak,wingspan
Farewell to my candies, who're
panting,sweating
I didn't make it in time, being late
White,grey,blue friends - hearts to flee
re-ady(?) to float away, will yearn
for their last day to bask
Welcome God's creatures to the
threshold of views made from
people's hearts
Charm 'em - laugh weak
Black swan speak
It's a duty, severe, but I believe In
swans, they are humming
behind the corner
- "Our Swan Song - live!"
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