through roses

feet as its own answer

and held as its own source of thy hope

and ropes as its own consenquences

and dealt as its own part

and ran as the river

as its own greeting

and making as its own shift

and whom was so held

as the mistress as its own left over cents

and fashion

as the reflection

as its own stunning for the dollar

and held as its own truth


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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