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Burning Then Building New Bridges-Bridges dont burn themselves.

Burning bridges of tears past.
A new bridge is being built from scratch .                 
Tears  evaporate with change.  
Hard earned hours of silence proceed to fill the air.
Finally some silence. Emotions at bay.
Watching the bridge expand closer and closer to the other side that is unknown.
Mystery awaits my purpose, the longer the bridge grows the bigger the possibilities get and the more I wonder, what could possibly be waiting on the other side .                      
 
 
 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “Burning Then Building New Bridges-Bridges dont burn themselves.

  1. Oh thought provoking end to the beautiful verse….on the other side, where darkness prevails, rests our true nature..:)

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