RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Delving into deepest pockets of wisdom, attempting to derive some complacency from them at times.
Turning them inside out, seeing all the treasures buried within,
yet there is a nothingness hidden inside; awaiting some love to
contribute to strife's easing as it passes by in regal descriptions, finding a place in subjective writing.
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