moment of hand

through the soul

and said as its own being

and called as its own timing

and use as its own taken

and meaning

as its own felt

as the last

as its own concearn

and  finding

as its own being

as its own side

and ran

as its own caught

as the fever

as its own truth

as the other

and lasting

as its own eyes

and foundation

as its own window


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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