sharks and sticks

somebody is fishing

and breaking more glass

and past as its own theme

and caught on the whereabouts

and held as its own door

and meaning as its own theme

and days as its own dreams

and circle

and moment as the puzzle

and place as its own truth

and set as the noise

and boast as its own brag

and held as its own wavier

as its own ways

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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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