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The Swan

shallow peaks mark the threshold memories, visions & desire a passion to become something one has a desire for life then the storms come with what we do with are time today will be reflected throughout all eternity to soar as an eagle look at the edge of a lake to see the swan dazzling in appearance shaped by the fabric of nature's beckoning call as life unfold when you are young the not knowing where you belong in time we confide in the power that be some live in the land of make believe what quest is what we are to achieve to look at the swan with it's beautiful feathers colors of visualization in the light never relent to ever give p the fight in life from birth to death we are headed in it's conquest one must surely live to pass the test laughs, light, love & sorrow will there be hope for us have to wait until tomorrow the swan sits gazing into the water will gather it's senses & not falter nature's beckoning call to paint a picture of your life

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