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Jul 2013
This bridge was first a beacon,
A glowing light of hope
Taking me somewhere new
Letting me elope.

I trusted it, felt it,
Made it my home
But now the lights are fading
I'm once again alone

The bridge is old now
Worn away
With holes and rust
Its had it's day

I cannot stay here anymore,
My comforts changed,
My needs are more

But I know this bridge has brought me here,
Through dark nights of painful fear

I must be brave, depart and run
Whats up ahead is what I've won
Katie
Written by
Katie  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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   r and ciaran fitzpatrick
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