irish mythology
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They say you only see themWhen cannons sound.They will walk the battlefield alone.Or maybe they will fly across it,Like black crows.
Down the rivers, waterfalls, lakes, streams, creeks
The waters should be wary of the company that comes close to its mud rich borders
Listen close, not to the woods that gives you its greetings
Myths and legends are alive and well all around us.
Apollo lives
in the steady hands of a medical surgeon
In the voice of the newest, hottest star
