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I am the fire in the head,
I am the hare, I am the hawk,
I am the wave that breaks into the rock,
And flies in rainbow drops to the sky,
To fall again with the rain.
Down I go, my body, a spear of water
Ripping open the earth, as I mutate
Into pebble, soil and seed.
I split open my back with my resolve and lift
Up to the sun. I grow. I die. I come to live
On this world once more.
I whirl the currents of the Eastern wind,
I myself am my own storm: the lightning
And thunder brimming and broiling in my blood.
I have changed the course of rivers,
I have tilled valleys with the power of my Horns.
I am the stag of the south,
I am the bear of the north,
I have ridden…
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