our wind Goddess whispers sweet EVERYTHINGS into my Listening ears ...
I am one with my elementals ..
fire is not the only thing I was birthed out of ...
I am every thunder & lightening ..
I would mark you for life ..
Eye write my soul Alive ..
uncut is wise ..
In freedom she sings her unsung song ...
Believing there is more ..
& her more (my more ) macklemoore..
Strategic whore ..
external wars only warning us of our internal natural disasters ..
What we show forth is only a reflection of what is truly within ..
So it's more important for you to win something ???
Ok here you go ..
Hear her breeze flow through your inner forest , your trees .. Your roots ..
Victory ..
Here it's yours ..
Right here on your silver platter ..
Silver spoons too ..
WOOHOO victory ..
Taste Victorys disaster ...
Sip it down slowly ..
unholy ..
uncut
bazooka Joe ..
Soul dreams unveil
..
Enchanting Raw ..
She requires more ..
Gypsy FolkLore ❤️
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