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Monday, July 11, 2011
Message
by Justine C. Tajonera
Telling you this
is so important.
The bridge is so
tentative,
tenuous,
it is hardly
there.
What you will
say
will shake it
to its
foundation.
But I'm crossing
over to you,
anyway.
I'm crossing over,
I'm crossing over.
Please meet me
there.
Please wait.
Information on the picture: Old wooden bridge.
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