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Rising his hammer once more
breaking in his flight the smoothen edge of the eternal femur with a twisted dark love- natural born obscure, With his earth hammer of blood the god of all gods,Thor, takes the wind on his breath and spreats fire and death with his deep eyes of steel, with his lips roaring out sealed words as thunders crossing as swords merge at that outer point becoming the end of the world, Where the earth flows off the coast as the oceans in waterfalls rising take a toast for the breakings of future, God of all gods rissen once more from the indolenced grave's forbidden half suture, Allmighty Thor wears under the stitches on his heart the freedom of slaves climbing up the ladder leading to immortality,darkness and riches.
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