germs so past

lovely is the leftovers

and yet nobody

wants to share the other plate

and whom was the rate

and whom was the part of the date

and dare as its own coming

into the meaning

and told as its own mixture

and held as its own form

and dare as to leave all so alone

and caught as its own side

and rotate as its own theme

as its own side

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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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