beauty on the dices

blow for the big stakes

and whom was the road

and games these Hustlers are trying to play

throw a zinger in your drink

and making your mind

see everything in threes

and wonder what is the goal

and what is the upshot

and whom was the feeling

as the moon

was close

and yet the unknown

was realer

and worlds colide

and who was the sandwich

and who was the fruit

and whom was held

and wonder if the numbers

in this life would fit or not

and often as the unsure

and yet the reflection

and lift was a natural high

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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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