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Mar 2012
As we crossed the icy bridge,
we knew we would never forget,
the act that is discouraged.
Change was the ultimate message,
it was obvious that I was upset.
As we crossed the icy bridge.
Thinking of the ended marriage,
brought me to a cold sweat.
The act that is discouraged.
The sleet soon blocked the image.
Making the road dangerously wet,
as we crossed the icy bridge.
Unaware of the damage,
the decision that he would regret-
the act that is discouraged.
Unable to understand the language,
of the quiet hum of the worn out cassette.
As we crossed the icy bridge,
the act that is discouraged
Marissa Navedo
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