Sitting Interiorly
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Cars running through, take me to destinations unknown
or imagined, while sitting here and working.
Feeling a breeze against my mind, blowing thoughts
about, enjoying peace-filled moments within myself.
Outwardly, all h_ll is breaking loose, but it doesn't
matter, because I am with myself interiorly and life
in here is wonderful.
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