Certain Thoughts
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Reaching down into depths of being, finding out who I am,
nothing gets past barriers, nothing ever gets close to me.
When feeling, it is done intellectually to keep it from
hurting this heart.
Sounding out certain thoughts on life, different views
become vivid, dancing within the center of my mind like
seashells tumbling upon a sandy shore.
Sometimes bending over, picking up a special one that
catches my eye, I'll hold it and bring it close so as not
to have it turn to dust.
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