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Jul 2013
God of Thunder in his chariot
drawn by black goats.
Heavens darken and rain falls
on the lands of men.
Sky roars and the Earth trembles
as his wrath is released.
When he has passed all is pure.
Earth is cleansed by rain.
Written by
Dream Caster
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