RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Soaring like an eagle, getting and feeling better with every song being sung and rhythm flowing easily into my mind's imagination.
Loving to see all the patterns and designs being fulfilled through such honorable melodies.
Galloping into future sunsets with beauty sitting in my soul.
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