Constant Portraits
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Reading my mind, watching developing thoughts grow into prose and delicate stories of who I was and am.
Taking videos throughout the years, never forgetting a single moment in picturesque ideas, set in constant portraits before my mind.
Delicately folding all matter into many albums, treasured interiorly forever.
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