walking path

language as its own side

and well as its own flight

and telling as its own desire

as its own kept

as its own before

as its own noise

as when it was the corner

and felt as its own feeling

as its own days of dreaming

and meaning

as its own set as its own plan

as its own running

and part as its own better to free

and long as to be

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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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