Riding Into The Night
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Crawling through the sky, lit with illumination from the moon.
Giving a yell and riding into the night with a promise of returning one day.
Living on the range, taking pictures in my mind, savoring their textures and reflections as I write them down in a pattern of exquisite taste.
Never going back, sololy moving through the sky alone.
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