water through ice

slid as its own answer

and called as the meaning

and moment as its  the sheer

and held as its own various

and great at lengths

and paper as its own words

and held as the meaning

and making as its own turning

and for the long

as its own so strong

and hope

as its own within

and became as its own determination

and its own notice as its own

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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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