RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Singing quietly in moonlit showers, reminiscent of
yesterday's dances filled with emotional ties.
Final times of our happiness together, held in each
other's arms, looking deeply into one another's
souls as our life combined on your final horizon.
We're no longer together here on earth, but in my
mind we can never be separated.
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