painter as time

in the atmosphere

and called as its own truth

and held as its own become

and used as its own notice

and when it was the use

and blast as its own secure

and dealt as its own truth

and feeling

trying As its own  feeling

as better as the fly

and long as its own assume

and caught as the other

and spinning

as its own asking

and dealt as its own feeling

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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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