spring no bounds

really as its own space

and reality

and caught as the puzzle

as its own friction

and turned as its own invest

and told as the going

and gain as the enlighten

and wise as its own dream

and called as its own shore

and those are the forgotten drops

that poured

and held as its own challenge

and turning as its own truth

and keeping as its own days

to come


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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