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RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Climbing Mountains Interiorly


Showing images through prism crystals, changing shapes,
forming new formulas based on what I'm seeing through
grey matter.
Loving the beauty of each prism, crystallizing in sight.
Carefully taking them apart, moving each particle to
change and alter their original patterns, forming and
creating new ones with many more aspects to be inventing
from them.
Expectations running high, as I watch the developments
turning around inside, giving me new hopes for mankind.

Submitted: Friday, February 21, 2014
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