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A bridge too far A bridge too far, A stone too well unturned. A lesson taught, A meaning not yet learned. Tears, they fall Harsh on the new spring nights. Fear, she has To fly or stand and fight? “I am imprisoned and yet free, Both bowed too and fall on bended knee. I have no master, yet am a slave. I have no want and yet I crave.” The smiles she gives Come from mouth not eye. Her presence felt But her heart it cannot lie. What is missing? Here endeth the first reading. Copyright © 2004 Susan Lewellen |
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