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Jan 2019
Black, clear, water, frozen fluids;
what craziness that the beauty can cause.
Sometimes we think that beauty is great;
sometimes that beauty comes with a price
if you are not careful.
Ice is slippery, making you turn, slide
and WOW...what happens without breaks?
Think about it, you cannot stop,
what is the next option;
do you just turn your wheel?
Sliding is no fun without actually
knowing you have some kind of force.
Ice is the force to keep going;
snow is the force to slow you down;
fire is the force that keeps you flowing;
the light is the force that brings truth; and
Barriers and obstacles are the force to
Stop, think, proceed with caution,
but the air is what we need to breathe.
Samuel Lombardo
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Samuel Lombardo  Orlando, Florida
(Orlando, Florida)   
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