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The Line

There is a line drawn straight and true By a pencil of fear Its erasable Seems simple in context But so difficult to write In world so consumed by regret Where does a simple line in life come into play Every decision you ever make is a line A line to love a line to hope a line to dreams These lines can be curved broken apart or run a stray Only one line can lead in the direction you need Don't over think don't say you cant do Keep drawing the lines keep discovering your journey Cause in the end the one line you choose will be the straightest line ever drawn by you.

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