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Feb 2016
no matter how
stable
sturdy
stunning
a bridge may be

fires will always come
and burn
burn
burn
them to the ground

all that we've worked for
now in ashes, black soot
covering my fingers
can we rebuild it together?

or will we be trapped on either side
never meeting in the middle
caught at arms length
further than we ever were before
i ******* up. so bad. can we pretend it never happened?
Hannah
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Hannah  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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