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Dotted Lines

August 3, 2012

Hot fog sweeps an unruly trail

One that leads nowhere

One that’s hard to follow

Icy clouds drizzle a timeless path

One that is dependable

One that has a purpose

Deep gray skies hover o’er the sea

Pushing it to conform

Pressing it out along its width

A trail, a path, the sea

Unpredictable all three

Each giving of its own way

For us to make a choice.

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