Crossing The Line
What if he's alive
At the same time
Not living
Talking thinking working
Laughing and enjoying life
But …….
Long time ago
The day
Crossing the line
The sacred harbor
Stepping on
Brittle nest
Those fragile
Natural complex lines
Rooted in Euclidean geometry
Lines letters sequences
Family rules
Prefixed in me
Short or long division
I’m all damaged
Not thinking right
Laws of emotions
Stomach sobbing
Bisecting to two buckets
Tears and anguish
Inexplicable
By geometry or physics
Why am I yelling
He's not dead
Life looks so gloomy
This is man-made
Me the architect
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