Thinking Beneath My Breath
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Thinking softly under my breath, leaving room for curiosity
to enter mind and intellect with its many incessant questions
needing to be asked.
Being tallied in tandem with other related hidden answers,
hoping for a succinct and terse explanation, concise like a
poem.
One written straight into lines and verses being exactly to
the point, without any excess thoughts combing themselves in-
to intellect.
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