RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Enjoying The Hideaway - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Music grinding away, it's rhythms touching interior vibes,
awakening and bringing them into the mix here at the Hide-
Looking around, noticing every detail, booths holding all
types of accessories, sunglasses, clothing, novel souvenirs
to choose from.
Altogether, a plethora of products from which to enjoy their
proper perspectives and essences close at hand.
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