Closing In
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wandering through a forest, dense and filled with underbrush, closing in, suffocating and pressing into my being.
Running away, tearing through the woods, trying to get back to the forest I know and love.
Becoming one, once again, with Mother Nature, getting back to myself and putting my mind to rest in a serene bluened calm from where I can continue to write and express myself every day of every moment.
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