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I Am I am a blade of grass, a leaf upon a tree, A sparkling speck of sand along a shining
sea. I am an eagle sailing through the azure skies, A ladybug that climbs the twig before she jumps and flies. I
am a rainbow arched over the rain-soaked ground, The dirges of the wolves lifted as their cries resound. I am the lightning
bolt striking with thunder behind, The flicker of a memory flashing within your mind. I am the sun gloriously setting
behind the mountain stones, The howling of the wind as she whistles by and moans. I am many things, but me I always
am, For I will always be a lion, always be a lamb. I am a blade of grass, a leaf upon a tree, A sparkling speck of
sand along a shining sea...
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