clap as this

in its own breeze and no rush

as its own pure

and told as it was the welcome

and down as its own theme

and no terror

and pause as its own electric

and held as its own flow

and feature

as it was the swimmming

all on a corner

and stood so still

and meant as its own reclusive nature

and whom dream to hate

and ease as its own before


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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