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Cool walks nowhere it shouldn’t be, 
Movement to there, and back over, where else,
Cool does not need to take the bull by the horns,
Cool convinces the massive beast the best direction.

Cool gives without measure, strength to disburse,
Understands without question, without thought it seems,
Cool does not wait to help, as its prescience helps all,
Making others cool, without regards for self -security. 

Cool has luminescence by Nature.
Within Pleasure, Peace and other Persistences,
Cool never stops being cool, it can’t,
Cool is tangible, cause with a chilling effect.

When the wind freezes the snowy doors,
When lightening is the only light available,
When heat tears the head from the shoulders,
When eyes can see or cry no more, Cool breezes in.

Cool is brother to the winds, each one separate, 
Hold Cool into wind and it won’t move, welcome brother’s prescience,
Winds have kin of every color, direction without social compass,
True north is toe’s forward with purpose, and right shoes.

Gravity holds Cool’s hand, every now and then, it’s a ride,
Mother Nature was Cool’s breast milk,
Challenge not what cannot be changed,
with a smile, smoke, sweater, or libation. 

Never a big screen to see the big picture, 
Any changes in cool are cool, cool has the process,
Cool is the line  defining an object from its shadow,
Cool can only strengthen itself ceaselessly.

As walking is better than sitting, rest is sleep’s helper,
As the Mystery of Beauty, in everything, no meal nor flannel made,
As it is cool that makes each sunrise, sunset, to each person,
Each smile is a heartbeat away, may your cool be your guide.

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