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The chill seeped in my bones Cold numbed the bared skin Of my face and hands Thin black cloth Wraps around me With strikes of color I am not warm I am not cold With twin blades Beneath my feet My center of gravity Shifted But that's okay I can still be I move forward Gliding across the ice The danger The thrill I love the elegance of the sport This is where I breathe
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
Where I breathe
The chill seeped in my bones Cold numbed the bared skin Of my face and hands Thin black cloth Wraps around me With strikes of color I am not warm I am not cold With twin blades Beneath my feet My center of gravity Shifted But that's okay I can still be I move forward Gliding across the ice The danger The thrill I love the elegance of the sport This is where I breathe
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
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