Mystic Journeys
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Lights shining their glare onto rays of sunshine,
disappearing as they do so.
Losing their ways on mystic journeys, while
attempting to find themselves on distant plains.
Perspiring in the shade of sunlit trees, whiling
away time in momentary glances, jaundiced with
interior colors of the sun.
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