Ireland i love you, i love the colour of you, your heather, your music, your skies, the stoney beaches, your little castles, your big fields, caravans, bungalows, your people, your pubs, your dogs even seem a certain way, they have a look about them. I love your rebel songs, your humour, your holy wells, your holy walls, your churches, your loyalty, your stubborness, your will.
Where there's a will there's a way and there is always a way.
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