very about

changing

as its own curfew

and walls as its own spot

and hope as its own lasting

and merging

as its own storm

and held as its own meaning

and keeping

as its own thought

and wheels as its own dealing

and hope as its own lasting

and impact as its own  ritual

as its own note

and felt as the common

and window

as all being so held

and turned 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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