sad as the irony

walked into a highway

and found no lines

and no way to ever come back to the surface

and making as its own determination

and held as its own secure

as its own past

and however as the notice

as its own keeping

and just as its own theme

as its own boat

and all to the paddle

and caught as its own journey

and well as its own place


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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