Waking Me
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Pounding through exacting measures, feeling their power
penetrate my being, waking me to new endeavors and
meaning.
Taking away any strangling thoughts standing in the way
of my purpose in writing.
Likely stances of novel ideas forming and unfurling
with every ounce of brain waves, traveling in multi-
directions.
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