burn matches

thrown away as  the past

and not dwelling on all the bitterness

and toss the debris of the lost into the winds

and swim underneath it all

and be above the front

and part as its own switch

and caught on the entry as its own choice

and kept as its own lights

and its own pause

and caught on the water as its own frost

and need not front

and its own solved as mystery

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About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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