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Jun 2014
Blurred lines blurred lines,
those failed designs, that sit now on a shelf.
All those hours lost to time,
lost unto oneself.

Aligned defined, aligned defined.
The future of our world.
Something we could never own,
and never put in words.
The moment that we realize,
was always gonna be.
A moment that will chart a course,
to our destiny.

Blurred lines, blurred lines,
our failed designs, that led us to the love.
Was something that was cast in light,
so many miles above.
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Peter Cullen
Written by
Peter Cullen  Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
(Clane Co.Kildare Ireland)   
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