the door outside

finally as its truth

and motivated

and held as its own steady

and called as its own rush

and bells

as its own

return as its own common

threads the moving

gather as its own time

as the point

and who is the motor

kept as its own truth

rush as its own effort

and long

and held as its own driven

as the source

and telling as the standing


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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