Lend an ear, heres the destruction!
Annihilation of pride.
Sleek dark grey, heed it.
I see it coming, behold.
Walls of darkness I thank thee.
Come to wreck it all.
Absorbing wondrous golden heavens.
Yet hear ye, i never see thy wrath.
I just see ye accumulating on the horizon.
These moments fill me with enticement.
Randomly created as summer rages.
Coming to cool things, mind.
Injected into the sky.
Like I was onto earth.
I never saw thy sin, never saw thy wrath.
Just that sweet distant accumulation, I yive thee thank.
The performance of cloud, friction and violent wind.
What is the source of me beyond my list of false stories?
Does my rumbling heart echo thy thunder? I beseech ye!
Does my energy burst out like thy forks?
Was I once thy rain? unfold this to me!
Or tell me forthwith, did my soul simply manifest from the parched land of a forsaken desert...
To inhabit the human flesh that stands before thee today.
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