this of that

in the disntace

as its own rush

and held as the mental gold

and forever as the jewel

and blend

as its own walked

as the other


and concearn

as the bother

and hope as its own finding

and look

as its own past

and sending

as the meaning

as its own to the dance

and yet in the full

and sending

as its own


as the long

as all

of the bother

as time


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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