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the line

there’s a fine line between

INDEPENDENCE

and

solitude.

some walk it gracefully

while others stumble on the

t. i. g. h. t. r. o. p. e.

as it sways

back

and

forth

between comfort and

lonliness

and sometimes,

you can’t tell the difference

because in the end they’re both just

dull.

it’s when everything around you looks the same

but the feeling attatched to it completely changed.

i’ve noticed that when you are young,

the world has a partucular

glow.

the sun always shined BRIGHTER

and the colors were warm.

the trees danced, rather than swayed

and the world was LOUD with

imagination.

when you begin to walk the line,

the colors f a d e....

and what used to be good just

is.

and existence just seems to

exist.

until you lose your balance

and are grabbing for the rope

with no idea what side you are

on but not caring either way

and then you

.

.

fall.

.

.

but as you do,

life does not flash before your eyes.

because what you didn’t see

as your mind was

f o c u s e d

on the

t. i. g. h. t. r. o. p. e.

was the line

______

beneath

your own.

one made of silver.

one stronger than yours.

and when you reach

the end

you land onto this silver lining,

and the world begings to

change.

your eyes focus more

and days become miracles

and the present becomes a gift.

as light embraces you,

slowly pulling you out of the

dull

and back into the

color.

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