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White swans calling
From a clear blue morning
A wild and gentle fanfare
For the purity of spring
Shimmering brightly
To turn across the sun
Landing in tumult
On the high black lake
Still calling
as they sail
like gallant ships
Across the water
A Curlew sky
Alive with music
Rising from deep
Inside the moor
The whole world singing
On this radiant day

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