built in

wheels as its own road

and called as the theme

and meaning

and held as its own thump

and dealt as its own embrace

and keeping as the other

and magic as its own pure

and destination

and whom it was the solid

and its own carry

and use as its own help

and part as its own rise

and meant as it was the known

and become and it was the wire

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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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