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Friday, February 06, 2009

Another Idea?

Avram Mirsky at 6:22 PM No comments:
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I have crossed a thousand bridges in my search for something real/ There were great suspension bridges made like spiderwebs of steel/ There were tiny wooden trestles and there were bridges made of stone/ I have always been a stranger and I've always been alone/ There's a bridge to tomorrow there's a bridge from the past/ There's a bridge made of sorrow that I pray will not last/ There's a bridge made of colors in the sky high above and I think that there must be bridges made out of love - Milton Nascimento
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