Stirring Essence
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Desert trees beckoning from the side of the highway,
waving hello, gently, with help from a morning wind,
flowing through the atmosphere.
Beautiful auras touching intellect, stirring their
essence like a spoon in an early morning cup of coffee.
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