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Cygnus

A whip-poor-will 
cries out in 
the distance, 
with a distinct   
and eerie song...  

While up above 
Cygnus soars, 
his vast wings 
star-tipped 
and strong.

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June 29, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Constellations, Cygnus, Night, Poetry, Summer 7 Comments

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7 thoughts on “Cygnus”

Whippoorwill says:

Jun 29, 2022 at 5:30 am

I can see a swan.

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Jun 29, 2022 at 6:32 am
  
  So can I 🖤
  
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Cassa Bassa says:

Jun 29, 2022 at 7:03 am

Beautiful!

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Jul 05, 2022 at 3:26 am
  
  Thank you Cassa!
  
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mic says:

Jun 29, 2022 at 9:15 am

👌👌👌✍️✨🌹

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Journey says:

Jul 01, 2022 at 6:03 pm

Wonderful writing

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Jul 20, 2022 at 3:56 am
  
  Thank you!!
  
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