Certain Motives
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Tippling and pouring forth the perfection of life,
giving it an essence from above.
Noting that all of life holds onto a certain motive
throughout time, following it's passage through dark
catacombs of the mind.
Seeing depths of darkness, hiding in corners, hoping
not to be discovered, wanting only to keep to them-
selves.
Knowing that they will eventually be brought out into
the open once again.
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