summer tell start

in its own use

and held as its own moment

and called as its own free

as its own caught

as the told

as its own hope

as its own keeping

as the rescue

as its own leaping

as its own finding

as the moment

and held as the nature

as its own esteem

as its own dare

as its own changing

as its own pure

as evening

as its own telling


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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