Lines drawn on paper, in the sand, across the maps of the land
Lines lines lines.....in every direction they go
Thin ones, bold ones, red ones, blue ones
Lines etched in faces, etched in glass
Standing one by one waiting to be processed....lines lines lines
Written lines, spoken lines...lines..where does it end
Ones beginning, ones ending, in the middle is where they met
Where do they lead, where do they go...lines lines lines
One line led to you another to me, somewhere in between they joined
Now our lines are one and on and on we go...lines

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