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Oct 2014
....the winds softly blowing-
leaves fall with the light breeze
....but when the storm
---------comes, I notice
----I stand up, waving my
many branches in the wind.
The more severe
----the more heavy the winds blow.
...oops- my branches are breaking!
This tree suffers a broken branch
with no survival or breath of life.
----there is no growth-
....the promise of life
has been broken in front of me.
When the branches are broken-
the tree looks more bare.  
But the tree still stands-
until you uproot me,
I can be fixable.
If I F

        A

              L

                    L

Let it be
that You are
not in My
way----
When I

F

     A

            L

                       L
on you-
You may be
crushed-
And then what-
it is more than-
-just-
branches breaking off!
#Guilt #Fixable #Stumbling #Distance #Freakedout
Samuel Lombardo
Written by
Samuel Lombardo  Orlando, Florida
(Orlando, Florida)   
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