RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Never Being Blinded - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sounding off quietly into the atmosphere with fresh
new and exciting inventions to help all of mankind.
Splitting hairs and atoms, finding places for them
to coexist with molecules in this environment.
Taking care to explore and find the exact sphere to
place them in.
Never being blinded by the darkness of ignorance
throughout this life.
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