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Oct 2015
I've burned all my bridges,
Lit a match and nursed flames.
Now I'll rise from the ashes,
Make myself a brand new name.
I'm not who I used to be,
None of you knew me anyway.
So without any obstacles
I'll stand taller than ever today.
Sure I'll miss these bridges,
They held such potential.
But they were breaking,
Some condemned by the crumble.
This desolation will be my start,
My chance to move ahead.
Burning bridges for the better,
My past is better off dead.
Duplicate Virus
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Duplicate Virus  Michigan
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   Gaffer and GaryFairy
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