... born to being reborn. The circle is nature, from the fish in the sea to the eagle in the sky. The circle is everywhere around us, from the peeks of the mountain as far as the whole roundness of the Earth. The circle is the seasons of the Earth, from summer to winter and around back to summer again. With the beliefs of the Native Americans or the Indians, the circle is life. The circle has many different ... the clouds and with power from the wind, and weather, falls to the ground. With this the rain helps make the grass, plants, flowers and everthing grow in one way or another. Rain is t...

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... stared at Helen. Helen was really scared, she gave the food to the sea monster, As soon as the sea monster ate the food, it became calm. As the sea monster calm, the wind grew calmer. The clouds lifted and the water glittered with sunshine, the sea was so shiny like a mirror. And the sea monster was gone. Helen and Peter went on the trading ship again and started their work and journey again ... . Everything was calm, the waves were small and the sky was beautiful, everything was ... ...

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... shore. As thousands of gulls soared over the island, Icarus soon collected a huge pile of feathers. The smallest feathers Daedalus pressed into the soft wax of the wing skeletons he had made, and the large ones he tied on with string. Icarus played on the beach happily while his father worked. Chasing the feathers that blew away in the strong wind that swept the island. And sometimes he took bits of ... wax and worked them into strange shapes with his fingers. Finally one ... of the wind in his ears the satisfying beat of his wings upon the air the cool mist of the clouds in his hair a...

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... into the wide ocean. The vast expanse of the ocean yawns before me in all its mystery, with rolling colors of sable blue and white tipped waves. The waves are drawn to the shore by the warm, gentle breeze. The air is saturated with mist from the sea. The moisture clings to my skin and hair. The wind blows my damp hair into my face, refreshing me with every gust. The salty smell of the ocean ... water and the dank seaweed hang in the air as if it were something I could touch. As ... my ear and hear the soft echo of the waves, like the sea itself was contained within its small chambers. ...

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... into the wide ocean. The vast expanse of the ocean yawns before me in all its mystery, with rolling colors of sable blue and white tipped waves. The waves are drawn to the shore by the warm, gentle breeze. The air is saturated with mist from the sea. The moisture clings to my skin and hair. The wind blows my damp hair into my face, refreshing me with every gust. The salty smell of the ocean ... water and the dank seaweed hang in the air as if it were something I could touch. As ... my ear and hear the soft echo of the waves, like the sea itself was contained within its small chambers. ...

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... As your looking towards the cabin you see a bright orange ball slowly lower down the horizon. As it touches the tree line you have about 5 seconds to admire its beauty until it is completely gone. Walking up towards the cabin laughter is heard as the family gathers around the blazing bonfire. The fire warms you as the wind blows against your body. The fire flows in the wind and the night cries out. As ... we are around the fire you smell smore's, beer ... and burning wood. The night sky is lit up with a trillion stars, as you lay there looking ... ...

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... whistles as it passes through the underbrush. It is a rather warm morning, approximately seventy degrees. The sky is endlessly blue stretching for galaxies without a cloud. The only sounds are those from lively mockingbirds, that of the wind passing through the treetops, and the river as it flows through its riverbed. The river flows graciously, with careless abandon, stopping for no ... obstacle in its path. Looking out at the water, it is so crystal clear that I can see directly to the bottom. Strolling around the rivers banks, and listening to the bubbling waters, creates a relaxing, ...

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