once in a roll

as if the dice was blown on

and when it was the  strike

like a match

and found as all toward the wheels

and how it was the stream

and when it was the connect

and bet as its own story

and  neither a one to fall

and gotten its own self

so back

and ran as its own so composed

and like it reasl

as its own before

and dual as nothing

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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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