something felt

lasting as its own tears

and whom was the fears

and kept as its own keys

and told as its own ring

and better as the bells

and all so well

as its own having

and making it feel

and held as its own shadow

and caught as the affair

as its own role

and long as its own stride

as when it was the cause

as its own desire


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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