something so much

compulsive

as its own lasting

and well as the doing

as its own keeping

as the arrange

and held as its own combine

and leisure

as its own flow

and caught as its own handle

as its own trumpets as the winds

as the sounds

and dealt as its own to blow

and turning

as the corner

as its own feeling

and dance as its own felt

as the real

as its own seal

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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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