Between Two Lines
Between two lines we walk each day,
Between two lines of fate,
Between these two eternal walls,
Until we graduate,
And some lines shiver blissful music,
While others are full of woe,
And, every now and then,
Some even start to glow,
Then, sometimes folks choose to climb,
To peer over the top,
And for these folks, their walking days,
Abruptly starts to stop,
But me, well I love to draw
My own lines all anew,
And that way with music and art and happy,
I enjoy where fate goes to.
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