half to the point


as its own given

and felt as its own truth

and hope as the lasting

and caught

as the bother

and sands

as its own rush

and told

as its own hour

and feeling

as the flavor

and told

as its own notice

and hope as its own finding

and keeping

as its own theme

as when it was the chance

as its own choice

and become

as its own 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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