RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Thoughts of bluened light unfold before my mind, allowing
an effervescent liberty to fill me subconsciously.
Rambling on poetical paths, awakening deeply held beliefs, holding them up to be looked at differently - new facets appearing with every blink of an eye.
Luxurious meanings roll out like a red carpet, holding
various ideas from interior inspiration, creating a world
only one can live in.
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