end up like that

strange as its own fiction

and when it was the subject

and held as its own cry

and those as its own tissue

and a moment had all gone by

where it was the level

and something in the middle

and hope as its own sprung

and dare as its own truth

and held as its own corner of dare

and a moment and its own direction

to next to naked as to bare

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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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