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Swan Song
No life is right
No life is wrong
No life is left
With just a swan song
Somewhere along the life-line
You woke someone up
You made someone happy not fed up
And although you let people eat you up inside
You were too young to realise
That your life
Is not right
Your life
is not wrong
Your life was singing,
as it will at the swan song
Friday 27th July 2018 6:28 pm
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