The Thin Blue Line

The Thin Blue Line 
There is a line the color of the sky on a clear afternoon 
There is a line the hue of the ocean on a bright sunny day 
There is a line the purest shade of a newborn's eyes awakening for the first time 
There is a line that protects us from harm in all we do whether day or night 
There is a line no one can penetrate no one can alleviate 
There is a line made of those who choose to follow a calling many do not hear and still more do not comprehend 
They choose to walk the path of fear, hate, and mistrust taken by so few but marked by so many 
And when one leaves this line they leave a legacy but the line does not break for the remaining must still protect 
There may be emptiness a loss, or sadness 
but never a hole not in this line 
This line that holds the ghosts of the souls who have gone and the souls of the ghosts who will be The Thin Blue Line 
- Author Unknown

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