Albums Of Rhythms Become Outdated Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Albums Of Rhythms Become Outdated



Life never seems to tire as we live in rhythms that picture
many albums, as they become outdated without realizingit's
being done.

Looking up one day as darkest hours fall upon horizons of
each day opening up its heart in order to show depths that
lie within a being, not wanting another tomorrow to be lost.

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