cool air

finding

as its own groove

and faces as its own sweep

and part as the place

as its own ending

and made  gotten

as its  city

as the rush

and blaze as the feeling

as the use

and coming

as its own entire

as the real

as the rule

and keeping

as the conquer

and held

as its own lines

and fault

as its own system

and mood

as its own telling

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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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