Standing in line, Waiting in line, Driving in line. Lines on the road To remind of us of the lines That we are expected to form.
Lines to order, Lines to follow, Lines to lead us into Managed chaos. Lines that aren't meant To be crossed.
Contrived. Derived, From an alogorithim that Doesn't really exist. Trying to create order In a world That was meant to be Random.
In a world not designed For lines.
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