Final Hallway Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Final Hallway



Languishing in a bed of turmoil, thinking of possibilities to escape and have a life of natural beliefs.
So encased in the final preparations, leaving very little room for motion or movement into eclipses of recovery, before passing into a final hallway on the way to a life beyond what I have always known.

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