RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Spinning, turning, swirling in magnificent form,
reforming an otherwise boring day on earth.
Lively, picking up spirits and setting them free
for minutes at a time.
Taking minds and focusing them on musical rhythms,
bringing back past thoughts and memories, allowing
us to be rid of reality and it's stress for a while.
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