Antique Forgiveness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Antique Forgiveness



Livid lines of experience corner me at every turn, expecting wonderful oracles to develop and expand concentration into realms of extra-sensory dimensions - exceptional byways of interaction.
Many causes of boredom melt away as music plays my mind and takes me on journeys.
Telling tales of beautiful, tactful adages of interior thoughtful memories set in stones of antique forgiveness.

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shivam kumar 29 May 2018

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