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To Ted from Barbie

If age is a state of mind,

you made an old baud of me

before my time

You'll get no complaints

on that front

The one last thing I require is your presence

Are you asking me to believe,

what I can't see?

Or just to complete the work on the Bridge?

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Published: Mar 12, 2014
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Notes: This is poem was relayed to me as a special request via the Esters. An additional unrelated note to follow on LJ.

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