theater of war

why is the argument

about being

and whom was so afraid

and meant as the different

and seconds

as its own dial

and red to the window

and hope as its own sentence

and then it was a battle

and whose sentiments

was the winner

and who was the loser

and all in the time so spent

as all of the leftovers

in between

as its own answer

as to composed nature

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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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