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Aug 2014
So now
The line we walk along
Becomes clear again
Always clear
Again

I can see it below me
Always there
Never to not be
The sight grows old
I make it blurry
To somehow feel bold

The line we walk along
My focus no more
I look everywhere
But the floor
Curtis
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   Emily Marie and AJ
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