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The line yet misted

is something convincible

It awkwardly swags in untrusted eyes

and yet still remains

Solid.

How many love poems

included this line

How many old westerns relied upon it

How many rebellious teens could not

wait to tread upon it?

The glorious horizon

much undifferent than that of which were

on,

and yet the phantasm of it

sparks unrest in the hearts of those looking upon it

Maybe yet; it is not the line itself,

but the hope in betterment,

the hope in exotic ideas

the contingency of strange,

and last

maybe

It is not the line at all,

but the wonderment of new!

To the hearts that

have not seen it.

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Excellent work... through and through.

Joshua Hennen
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love this.. reading it only once didn't do it justice. =)

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