Childhood Bubbles
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Moments drifting into my heart like childhood bubbles, floating into my mind, caressing an inner child with lovely reminders of yesterday.
Saturating dimensions, giving me a sense of peace, as serenity deepens.
Living alone in an ocean of regret, being pushed and shoved through any and all suffering being caused by another person.
Relaxing into God's arms, wanting to be taken away forever and all time.
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