An Absent Part
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Outside spaces crammed with beings, disappearingly hiding
quietly, so they cannot see what is appearing before them.
Causing the allocation of every missing piece and fractured
puzzle, life becomes an absent part to play.
No more anxieties or upstarts to mar the quest of an
interior calling.
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