The swan sings in solitude, sails the sky in seclusion,Lisping winds and wails and whirls, blued and chewed,The green swan learns to bellow before the yellowAnd learn the stories that blows and twirls. The swan met an eagle, flush with light, no blight, no sightA knight, but a friend despite.The swan would fight, the swan …
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The White Eagle
Lights flying through my eyesLike tiny stars in a tallGlassMake my body flyHigh up in the clouds, clouds, cloudsA height in my brainA rainbow in the skyNot moving any higher, high, high Feeling like a feather under the cloudsWatching the dots of stars and moundsSending a letter to the moonHigh up in the clouds, clouds, …
Just Buckle Down 