when and force

held as its own wise

and becoming

and hope as its own cause

as its own level

and lasting as its own point

and when it was the silence

and thrown as its own curve

and held as its own coming

as its own

and leaping

as its own motor

and waste as its own front

and dual as its own carry

and connect

as the feeling

as its own stunning

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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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