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RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silver Star - 9,238 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

On Call


Withdrawing from life's borders, seeking God instead.
Beginning prayers with hopeful desires, enquiring whether I am good enough to enter the gates of heaven.
Waiting for the go ahead, watching death come around, bringing it's shadow to bear upon my mind.
Placing my entire being on call, awaiting a knowing to appear in my mind, justifying my demise.

Submitted: Saturday, August 03, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 03, 2013

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