Purified Atmosphere's Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Purified Atmosphere's



Soundlessly echoing throughout levels
of purified atmospheres, life caters
to itself in ever widening circles.

Injudicious statements collected in
bins, saved for unsavory moments of
callousness and remorse on wintry,
salty days of pregnant demise.

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