we are born
to wait, to get in line.
from the moment
you can stand
there is a line you
must get into
and wait your turn.
hardly a decision is
made
without a line
involved.
from school to marriage
to the job
you chose, or chooses
you.
even in end, there is
a line stretching
towards the cemetery
with headlights on.
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