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Jan 2015
Everything you assume about me
Has already crossed my mind
But it doesn’t mean anything
Except something I’m trying to find

It’s nothing I’m trying to draw
It’s just bridges to the other side
I see the suggestions of life
And there is no reason to hide

But a suggestion is not a decision
And my wonder is only being free
For what I am thinking of my love
Are bridges that bring you to me
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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