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Sep 2014
No pressure...
What looks to be
right, must be
evaluated.
Is my path
made well?
What achievements
can I confess?
What promises
have been brought
to me by you?
In my satisfaction,
reality faces change.
My path closes
the door-
the door to
freedom and will.
I escape with
a new song.
Living life
like a
dress rehearsal
only delays the
process of
taking paths!
Get going!
Samuel Lombardo
Written by
Samuel Lombardo  Orlando, Florida
(Orlando, Florida)   
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