Tomorrow's Books
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Resting on laurels of peaceful reminiscence, relaxing,
watching interior videos play automatically in leisurely
fashion.
Closing eyes, picturing words as they appear in visions
set to music.
Reminders of the days past and present, all being written
into tomorrow's books of poetical essence.
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