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There Is No Swan Song
in my world
where the sun always shines
every morning in the islands of the Pacific
there can never be a swan song
there will always be some chirping of fledglings
in the nests in the trees
there is nothing that lasts
there are only those firsts.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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