RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Necessary scopes of life need to always be at the ready in case trials build and threaten my peace of mind.
Totally energizing my mind, creating a space of ingenuity and purpose, ending up in writing from my essence.
Dignity abounding, giving me a hold on life as I climb higher into creativity, existing totally on a plain of calm rhetoric, as I finalize myself within.
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