Taking purposes into the beyond, depositing them in wayward
designs of another pastime.
Delivering prodigals of yesterday, taking them into depths
of sorrow's placid lake of grief.
Allowing sincere beliefs to manufacture the least amount
of joy through the years, spent with an emptiness due to
abandonment.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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