Outside the Line
There is a line which none can see
a line which bends eternally
a line which circles my friends and me
and those who are endeared to me
But what of those outside that line
what of their grieved and worried minds
their daily lives bereft of hope
each day a struggle just to cope
Inside the line we know not their fear
their cries and moans we do not hear
the darkness that engulfs their lives
a wall before our caring eyes
All those within my circle are fine
but what of those outside the line
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