Looking all good. lets talk about yes.
I've been fire, fed by the four winds
I've been water in the stream
And a drop of dew on the culm
I've been clay in the hands of a potter
I've been rosin of a tree
And a leaf, by the breeze carried away
I've been a child of seven spirits
I've been an eagle in the skies
And the swashing fish in the lough fulgent
I've been a tear in the wind
And a word within paean
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