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What brought me to the bridge?
Mostly to enter my stream as
neccessity would.
Courage brought from inner self curio.
A curtain curtains
from which to breathe here
a new experience.
As birds flight
in hazy subterfuge
summer silence
as a lonely lorgnette evening.
I was here before but turned.
The moon swings too
I have here is what I thanked
an inset
of this bridge overlook
in this pure sunset.
Mostly to enter my stream as
neccessity would.
Courage brought from inner self curio.
A curtain curtains
from which to breathe here
a new experience.
As birds flight
in hazy subterfuge
summer silence
as a lonely lorgnette evening.
I was here before but turned.
The moon swings too
I have here is what I thanked
an inset
of this bridge overlook
in this pure sunset.
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Walton Bridge
Walton Bridge