round as heard

the hurry

and before

and yet it was the escape

and told as its own motor

and all the wheels in the world

and capture

as its own tide

and well in the subline

as its own so fine

and going

and keeping

as the force

as the better

and wait as its own

vein and idea

and remember as the compare

and held as its own last letter

and meant as extreme

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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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