Upon a whim
I am lightening again
in arm with thunder.
The gods are mighty --
There is no distance between us
only a chariot race of three.
On a whim I write;
an homage to your love
it appears to be.
I am lightening again
in arm with thunder.
The gods are mighty --
There is no distance between us
only a chariot race of three.
On a whim I write;
an homage to your love
it appears to be.
For juan
Thunder. 3172015
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