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Like swans we have swam,
Until dawn,
Singing love songs.
Our time was little.
But we were lost,
In pleasure, In pain.
Our death was inevitable
But we were host,
Of treasure, Of gain.
Keeping our head,
On each other.
Singing love songs,
Untill dawn.
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Eira White.
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: © 2020 Eira White. All rights reserved.
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