With the wind at my back,
And the grass at my feet,
I walk on the path,
Wondering where it will take me.
Throught a forest and over a bridge,
I come to a stop on a mountain ridge.
There I meet a distant relation,
One who's name runs throughout the nation.
My name is Jin and I control air,
Even even when the weather is fair.

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