Once to run

Scared of the face
What was glamour
In a magazine
Is ordinary
Dare and rise to compare
Passing in the night
Something mighty
About the light
Which longs
To shine
Played like a drum
Silent
And portrayed
Asking
Not to be magical
However what was practical
And dare to vision
And see every aingle
In all places
And views

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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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