Praying For A Quick Release
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Restless, tired, wanting to retire from this temporary life and be taken into a deepened spirituality that wraps itself closely around this mere poet.
Choosing to seek another life beyond the black curtains of death, praying for a quick release as tears fall within the beauty of a soul.
Lost, forlorn and saddened in this world, alone and finding nothing in a time that is growing darker and darker just before dying from this world at last.
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