Unknown Designs
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Slowly folding into myself, taking all ideas and thoughts
within where they cannot be seen unless appearing here in
writing.
Exercising synapses and neurons with touches of wisdom as
it meets knowledge in unknown designs in the middle of
intellect.
So perfect a desert plain, sprouting everywhere in this
vision of beautiful landscapes, taking me constantly into
depths of yesterday, when walking through the desert alone.
Watching all animals scurry to their habitats, a smell of
creosole drifting to my nostrils, filling my head and
mind with it's aroma.
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