RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Careening down roads of life, wind blowing my mind as I search for novel circumstances to meet up with me tonight.
Fighting urges inside that want me to give up and die, yet somehow I'm still surviving.
Keeping to myself, not joining in, not wanting to hurt anyone or being hurt either.
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bringing them into alignment with who I really am.