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Swan
To all urban hunters who carry a gun
Beware of shooting at the setting of the sun
A man went hunting and he shot in the dark
But by mistake his true love was his mark
Because she was dressed in white, he took her for a swan
It was she, his true love he shot cold at dawn
He ran to her and he found it was she
His limbs were weak and his eyes could not see
He embraced her in his arms as he found her dead
The storyline is based on the sentiments
and plot of a traditional Irish folk song;
Polly Vaughn, which I gave a twist.
Edition of 6
Hard cover
Coptic binding
36 pages
24 genuine black and white c-prints
1 fold out
3 storytelling tokens
Dimensions 140x195mm
419 Grams
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0B | Swan, 2020