Tossing Whispers
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Walking dreamily beneath a starry sky that holds a spell just for a poet taking time to walk in the darkness alone.
An interior peaceful feeling that holds heart and mind so tightly, taking rhythms gently hand in hand.
Tossing whispers into the nighttime atmosphere where no one else can see them until they're written into a poem.
All evaporating in rays of a full moon tonight where a special place has been preserved for a peaceful rendition.
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