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Swallows
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I fold my hands and wait, 
The swallows are off to the bright outside,
The friends I seek are seeking me,
Happily they sail over the countryside.
Brother of birds and trees,
Looping, swinging
Come let us chant the canticle again,
Zooming, swinging.
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