RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Independent Flight


Letting emotions flow in time with melodies and rhythms, transposing all thought into prose and enjoying every moment of thinking.
A freedom leaving me alone to have an independent flight into channels of remorseful living.
Giving exact timing it's share of fame, while I train all images to walk down a street chosen just to allow them to move about freely, feeling the extraordinary freedom of living in the moment.
Allowing all desires to be fulfilled entirely within this sphere of time, and allocated just for this specific purpose in life.
Soaring into the sky, headed for outer space, where I will be at peace at once.

Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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