I found this song in a piece that I may never finish.  But I like the song, so I share.
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...Olintecke's fingers began dancing across the strings, his eyes falling shut as his lute started to sing a beautiful melody.  He hummed along for a few moments, his posture relaxed and satisfied.

"Oh mother wind, you guide us with your gentle hand.  For east and west are merely notations on the land.  Our minds dictate the paths we take, but our hearts dictate the pacts we break.  Oh mother wind, won't you guide us to heaven?  Oh mother wind, won't you guide us to hell?"  He sang, taking a breath as his beautiful voice rang through the forest with the lute, "Our spirits are something that will never fade, and fate may try to break us; but it will not take us, for mother wind protects us.  Oh mother wind, won't you guide us to heaven?  Oh mother wind, won't you guide us to hell?  Oh mother wind, won't you guide us to the east and to the west?  Oh mother wind, won't you guide us to hell..."  Olintecke's voice faded out...
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Ollie, I miss you, you sunny bitch.