Mind's Pillow
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Staying up all night until the morning light falls upon
my mind's pillow, continuously writing poetry, feeling
the intensity of music confiding in my being.
Totally accepting of every tone, placing them each in
their own categories, knowing where they will fit in
perfectly with what I mean to say.
Touching every particle with rhythms of heavenly glory,
giving joy and happiness throughout many hours while
listening to it.
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