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Evermore

 

"A freeform storm is born!" roared Thor

Who is Lord to the pangenitor troubadour, Salvador

Adorned with horns and a sword

Who explores on a horse whose course is

In wake of a unicorn north to the source

Where a sunny warm core will absorb

Dinosaurs and meteors and quartz

And I will adore thee forevermore!

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