RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Nothing Is Fair
Tackling life with little strength and a lot of intellect,
keeping my head above water, just a little bit.
Sizing up situations with liberty and fairness, beginning
to find nothing is fair on this earth and being lucky to
get what you do before expiring.
Knowing through inner serenity, the peace of heaven
standing before me.
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