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The Without Though cloth may lie and stained it be Tis only a symbol a Memory of the past born aloft by simple humble Jest

The Without Though cloth may lie and stained it be Tis only a symbol a Memory of the past born aloft by simple humble Jest

I am the Earth I am the wind my strength and determination will leave my foes gasping begging for breath they will flatten at the force of my power my grace will hearten the weak and I will caress the world with my gentleness I am the seas my vast roiling power will drown my foes in the depths of my will like a wave I will crash over them my gentle sounds will protect the young enliven the old and I will awaken the world with my life I am the flame my burning heart will scorch my foes and their hatred my light will drive away the darkness my warmth will thaw the ideas and morals of generations lost and I will