By the utter grace of your sole vocal
My echoing high priestess
Your bosoms erect in their shout to the sky
I faintly recall the summoning
The will of concord into element
Stress is the cloud, thunder it's belly
Cracks, Shatters, Bursts, and breaks
Beads upon beads in the downpour of your blue
Your undefinable bounty that covered the town
Reigned by the rains that left me minimal
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