Early May, a couple of years ago
It was spring, but felt like autumn
A white swan crossed alone
A glance around but nothing caught the eye
Then down to the fresh water
And yes it was alone still
Cold breezed as if winter just passed the day
You know that was the day
When confusing all around
And restless every night
And shadows haunt the mind
And fright embracing
And….
As if it was only yesterday
No, even an hour ago
For everything stands still
Or rather even deeper than the last
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