caught as free

in it own theme

and raise as its own scent

and meant

as its own paper

and when it was the something

and doing

and its own time

and walls as its own  side

and caught as its own last

and making

and held into its own trying

and whistle

as it was the coast

and best as its own rest

and caught on the dealing

and  below as its own ice


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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