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THE BRIDGE
Over the bridge, I wander. A traveler from, The past to beyond. I know not, What lies ahead, Good or evil, But, I must move along I dare not, Look behind, Nor, attempt to, Retrace my steps. I must travel, Ever forward, To find, What lies ahead.
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