Losing Ourselves In Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Losing Ourselves In Rhythms



Relaxing, taking it easy on this cold winter night in the
desert of Arizona, welcoming sounds of music to keep us warm
while here at Desert Ridge Mall.

Losing ourselves in rhythms of a gigantic history lesson right
here, all about Winslow and adventures being lived fully in the reality of beautiful thoughts never dying or fading, just expand-
ing ever greater throughout this night in our lives, a great way
to enjoy music through history.

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