close quarters

dime as a grnius

and broke as a story

need and its own thumb

and through as its own spruce

and its own scent

and making as the other

and caught

yield as its own core

and ran as its own away

as its own lifeime

and meant as its own puzzle

and when it was the theme

and before as its own chance

and caught as the ideas

as at being

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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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