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About This Poem
Faded Line
Looking back at a time
I envisioned you were mine
And now that I can see
I was viewing things blind
Never did I read signs
I had not reasoning to spy
We were sadly drifting
Outside of that faded line
I know to have met you
Was something truly divine
For the life we let go
Never known until we tried
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