RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Secret Place - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
All alone and no one around, that is the reason I am here.
I can't take having people always near - I need some space in my secret place to come back to sanity and be what I am to be.
I need to be alone with myself to try and find out where I'm going.
No one else needs to know why I do it - it satisfies myself alone.
Whispering particles of life need to sometimes be rearranged and put in jars - separated from life's bizarre requirements.
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