Air Patterns
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Going out, wanting to find what I've got, living in realms
of unforgettable moments of time, past, present and future.
Allowing for stretches of imagination to take me across
borders and into new worlds of discovery where I'm glad to
be alive.
Wanting to find a place where life can meet itself in a
dream of reality, continuing on the way along lonesome roads.
Finding the path that I was meant to be on, following through
this time on earth, living fully through each and every moment
of thought.
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