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Not sure what to call this one...it's been with me for years...the inspiration is mainly from old Scottish tales of times gone by.

Across a land filled with history, I catch a glimpse of its soul.
They cry out from many points through time.
The same words come from lips long cold.
Whispering in the morning mists and through the chill of night.
"Peace", they call.
"Freedom", they cry.
Yet, there is something else you can hear...
It is what they tell the world to do.
"Learn from us and believe."