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eire
your white and rocky coasts, your green rolling hills, and fog-lined shores.
your ancient fieldstone fences, your narrow country lanes, and joy-filled people.
the sounds of gaiety and love, passion and romance, kindness and understanding.
these are things that stay in my mind, in my heart and soul.
these are the things that are Eire.
not the violence and hatred, not the death and dying
these things are the result, the harvested fruits of the labors of your people, sorely and destructively divided amongst themselves.
in their anger and hatred, they are blinded to your beauty and your nature, they are misguided from without, and neglect your guiding light from within.
