RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Minor chords of being touch the interior mind of
subconscious imagination, awakening it's charms,
pulling it into the light of innate talent.
Realizing it's importance in writing conceptually
throughout all time, while forever being in the
moment of a poem.
(11: 05 a.m. - 12/03/08)
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