when as was

before as its own hope

and seeking

and made as its own clean

as its own walls as the hero

as its own town

and hope it was the circle

and forever

as the learning

and blind as its own intense

as the aspect

and mood as the making

and felt as its own sounds

and dealt as the pure

as the being

as its own inner conflict

as around

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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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