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Emma TS
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Two points connected by a path. This path may curve, or not. Also a place to stand when waiting. You can line up objects or line up people. Line is an odd word and I'm going to stop trying to expllain it.
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coldtea
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If I could rewrite the alphabet, I'd put I next to U.
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marjorie
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she was standing in line in front of me pulling her gum out of her mouth in strings and chewing it back up she twirled her hair into knots burgundy, auburn, swirling colours that made my eyes stare they called her name. i wish i could remember it. but you know how i am with names. if i don't know your name, i won't know your face. and all i can remember is the back of her head and the way she blinked slowly as though she could afford to miss what was happening around her
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amy
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this
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000404
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valis
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say baby, where's the line start to buy you a drink?
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startfires
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you're standin in the line and then you wait in line and then it's almost time to get back on the ride and then you're on the ride..... whheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! get back in the line....
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tourist
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One third standing in line One third sleeping One third working (to earn the money to pay at the end of the line) Such is life In the Modern World
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NearPerfecTheory
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absract theory. ...Amazing? no line can be proven as a real line. what is the definition of line? line is a theory. Like an artist, rehashing, resketching, retraceing, constantly trying to define his line. The real line. In his head. the perfect one, in total Completeness. This is why I draw so many lines...To help me better understand the parrells between line and life. To be or not to be? To fight produce the Idealism we seek, or to roll with the punches of Realism. Yet, in the end, line is never so perfect as Idealism, never so flawed to be seen as real. Where are our lines going? what is their symbolism?
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Piso Mojado
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i faintly remember some argument about everything being whole/complete, based on the idea that if you take a line and then cut it in half, you dont have two incomplete parts: instead you have two new (whole) lines. i dont know if that revolutionizes the way i think about the world, but it stuck in my mind
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Cathexis
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A line drawn in chalk seperates one group from another. Seperates the questions in my mind from the answers that I crave. Stops me. It stretches much farther than the eye can see. A thin line that can create a barrier with underestimated strength. Erase the line to find the nothing it has been guarding.
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030801
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nomme
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unbroken path the point returns to itself going in single direction it is the motion of light
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Lines kick ass U_guys_rock
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Meow
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This is my line, this is eternal...
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randomly recent
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line down. lying down. lie and down. lay and own. fish and spice. !
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bum bum olivia
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back to school soon, less than a month. everything in lines again. lunch lines desks in rows choirs in lines on the risers lines on the staircases because we're overcrowded lines at teacher's desks i think i've spent most of these 2 years of high school so far waiting for something.
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pete
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i drew a straight line in the sky, from my perch untop the roof, through the beer bottle (empty) placed so perfeclty on the tree branch into the eternity of the crimson clouds, harassed so perfectly by the city haze
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P the D
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It's fit to be toed.
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FA113N
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There is a line, that we dance around. Neither of us trying to cross it. Neither of us willing to. Or able. But oh my god how close we get. Finding new and inventive ways of not doing what we want to do so badly we can almost taste it. Almost taste each other. Dancing outside this line with her is sexier than anything I have ever known, and I never, ever want to stop.
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130224
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what's it to you?
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blather
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