On the edge of line I stood
On one side is my home
On other side too is my home
But I have no home to stay in
I slept on the edge in light
And walked on it in night
With wandering souls I said
At least you, rest in tomb
In hear came the milky ones
As well as silky and shaky
With many dreams and hopes
Only for silence to linger hear
On this edge I hear the songs
And the cries in the breeze
Far from both sides of this line
But in hear its calm forever
This line tells me many tales
Some are faery tales to smile
Some are teary tales to share
But all its tales are truly fare
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