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Wind, Fire, Water, Earth
To be born a breeze,
Swept into a new chapter,
I settle in peace.
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Young and heated rage,
Sins my father gave me burned,
Anger like hot coals.
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Flowing stream calms me,
Time smooths my rocky nature,
Jagged edges worn.
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These last footprints made,
My journey almost ending,
Sleep under those steps.
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