

If I Were A LineIf I were a line I think Id be curled, billowed and swirled, and slowly unfurled. Id sweep over a page, if I were a line, with the wind in my hair, and my heart laid bare. Thats what Id be, if I were a line.If I Were A Line
If I were a spot Id be round and fat (now how about that?) like an old, well-fed cat. Id have drizzled and dropped, if I were a spot, pittering and pattering with a slight hint of smattering. Thats what Id be, if I were a spot.
If I were a colour I
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You can never say goodbye to a friend because you always leave a little bit of yourself with them.
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You can't spell slaughter without laughter.
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