As seven swans peel back dark skies
On this soft feathered morning
Stars seeds in their beaks
A fleet of shadows on frosted ground
On this soft feathered morning
Dancing over grass in unity
A fleet of shadows on frosted ground
A ladder of pearls shimmers
Dancing over grass in unity
Stars seeds in their beaks
A ladder of pearls shimmers
As seven swans peel back dark skies
The Coddiwomplers Cauldron 
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