Flamboyant Quiet Mind
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Honeysuckle blossoms fill my head with their delicious aroma,
so sweet, and fragrant, carrying life's innocent naivete.
Lasting forever on winds of memories, feeling it even as I
speak, contradicting all who seek the past.
There is life along the way if we will only find where it
hides, bringing it out to change an ever-altering flamboyant
quiet mind.
Nothing ever lives long enough to die; when smelling honey-
suckle, we trip back into the past, live again for another
while.
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