Mysterious Gifts
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Soliciting times of yesterday and taking them into the future.
Never taking eyes off of visions holding me within, solitary misgivings don't apply.
Secrets falling on deaf ears, not letting them escape by not mentioning them aloud.
Canisters of intrigue are filled within a mind of mysterious gifts.
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