An experiment in progress

For your amusement.

Crossing the Line

I woke up one day realizing that I’ve drawn a line right in front of me.

The line that defines my limit.

How do I cross it?

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This entry was posted on April 15, 2016 by in Poetry, Quotes, Thoughts and tagged .

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