RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Strutting his steps across the floor, singing loudly,
pronouncing words of lyrics so all can be heard.
Voice raising higher as emotion begins to fill his
lungs, choking it out into the open in a beautiful
rendition of fascination.
Words rounding out in the form of poetical thoughts.
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