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On the wings of the Eagle let me carry you up above the clouds to my nice away. With every drop of rain that falls, it spurs New growth on this beautiful day. The buds start as small knots, but soon they will open and say why not? They dust the land with pollen, in hopes that life will come again. We can only hope that things go this way because without it there will be no more summer days. The land is yours do what you must, protect it but don't fuss. This is the life you've carved for yourself, so take it in and now everything will begin. The wind from the mountains and the sun in The sky gives you wisdom to know you can't fly. Make the best of this because you are the keeper of this land and everything depend on you!