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# This bridge is faulty there is dry-rot  taunting     the girders Its spandrels: all knobby-kneed..   Its pseudo-elaborate  trusswork,     as if   designed       by a lonely drunk It's pilings..  questionable Its deckwork, treacherous.     Its abutment--     *aw,  **** me..*        its crumbling. .  .   If we cross over   under the lie of darkness we won't be so afraid..      *But these structural-flaws,      when revealed  by the sun      are so incredibly intriguing.*   Let's take that step   and see if it holds us. #
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC
The Crossing
# This bridge is faulty there is dry-rot  taunting     the girders Its spandrels: all knobby-kneed..   Its pseudo-elaborate  trusswork,     as if   designed       by a lonely drunk It's pilings..  questionable Its deckwork, treacherous.     Its abutment--     *aw,  **** me..*        its crumbling. .  .   If we cross over   under the lie of darkness we won't be so afraid..      *But these structural-flaws,      when revealed  by the sun      are so incredibly intriguing.*   Let's take that step   and see if it holds us. #
There are shadows, steep on the horizon They leave us scared, and so afraid As the fallout of a world, divided.. It brings her tears, and so much pain And so we take cover from the dark hoping to find where we can start ~Miles Kennedy https://youtu.be/ywQutN0j33o
#love#hope#trust#fear#eternity
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m-vogel
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC
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