There is a line that we all come to. We have to stop and stare and let it sink in. Eventually we will realize what the line means. We'll assign a meaning and a reason for it's existence. And one day we'll pick up a foot and take a step. One step that will change everything. Our existence will alter, our path will shift, and our heart beat will race.
The sun will sit high in the sky. Clouds painted with pastels and decorated with shine. And dew will fall from our eyes. And it will be a beautiful day. The day that the race changed. The day that the city lights sped by. And the stars fell from the sky.
But, it's all about the line. In the sand, where it begins and where it ends.
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