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Mar 2014
Looking off the same ledge
Making the pledge
That I wonโ€™t one day be
One of  the people who see
That view
As their last view
Jumping/ falling before they see the light

A million years ago on a dark warm night
I walked across the ledge and exhaled
Remember me, when our relationshipโ€™s Hell was unveiled
When we were in love
With the push and shove
This place could be

To me
The little girl
She dances and sings
A bicyclist
His bell it rings
A man
He smokes
A classmate
She jokes
I see graffiti
Take a look,
Sweetie.
Written on the Brooklyn Bridge during class. What's to make of this mess?
M
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M  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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