faces in familiar

palm tree and held as its own divine

as its own golden place

and hope as its own scream

and dare as the overall

and splice as its own corner

and for the level

as its own point

and told as its own reflection

and blast as the source

as its own use

and meant as its own blend

and tried as its own rule

and hope as its own sign

and cause as the felt

as its own rule

as its own drums

as the sound


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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