Crepitating Thought
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Thoughts crepitate in my mind, huddled together in deep thought, linking tomorrow's interests with yesterday's
left over skillful artistic endeavors.
Patience sitting quietly aside, hoping to see new
brilliant discoveries manifest themselves out of an
eternal culpability and pride.
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