Chords Of Inner Being
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Touching chords of my inner being, soaring through rhythms,
a short-cut to heaven as I listen to pleasant memories of
melodies.
Reminders of yesterdays that held promise as long as I kept
the faith, hope helping me totally through the days and
nights.
Finding ways to cooperate and enlarge my environment in life,
always wanting to believe in tomorrow's sunshine and visions
of destiny.
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