RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Crawling along life's catwalks, not caring to look down into it's depths, just slowly walking on pathways I create from whims of imagination.
Serenely capturing youth and holding it in treasured memories for days ahead when I will be of no use to anyone, except in my mind, alone with myself.
Caught up in a revelry of unanticipated emotions, striving to live as best I can with whatever I may have left to my inner dreams and what will eventually become of me.
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