One Final Swoop
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Dreaming of another landscape that keeps a heart decorated in its essence through the years, noting that reality has come about once again.
Never losing the magic and promise of a time past, separating as in one final swoop, our hearts terminated in the reality of who we are, letting go of it all and moving into the past. also.
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