Dimension
There's height, breadth and depth
And time, the fourth dimension
Structure for living
Me in the mirror
Not dimensions I might choose
But then I'm not God
Though love fluctuates
Yet we sense the dimensions
More or less in depth
Edge
He had a slight edge
For the examinations
He had read the book
An edge to your voice
Have I done something wrong, love?
You know what you did...
Edge of sanity
Feeling like I've lost my mind
I saw it somewhere...
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