Bluened Solace
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Interior solace, bluened by music of yesteryear, flying
with imagination into dimensions beyond our vision.
Waiting unendingly on parchment of heavenly ideas and
novel thoughts, becoming more at peace with every
notation on scores of music.
Touching nerves of my soul in ecstasy, as I feel rhythms
innately with my entire being.
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