summer time night

breaking as its own turn

as its own truth

and what it held

as its own so the store

as its own exclaim

and whom to explain

and thus as its own windows

and felt as its own mystery

and telling

as its own engines

as its own words

and meant

as its own fly

and into the wings

as its own storm

and held as its own moon

and something is so seen


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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