There is a line
Of which has been crossed
Broken and raided
I have walked this line
As I still do
Not knowing to get off
And if I was,
Which side to choose
So many lines I have walked
Lead me back to where I've been
I need something new
A distraction to lean onto
I seem to have found it
But it stepped off
To wander down a side
I was scared to follow
I must choose which side of this line
I must trust myself to know
That I can return to this line
And that there will be many more lines
That I will walk...
But I don't.
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