Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

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Ancient winds of chance blow through our lives,
mixing and matching us with one another through
immeasurable circumstances.

Life settles upon us in indescribable ways,
connecting us to nature in myriads of aspects.

All of it pointing us in the direction of our
demise.

Submitted: Friday, February 21, 2014
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