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The Bridge
Contributed by
nluchett
on
Monday, 30th January 2012 @ 05:00:42 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Our lives consist of an individual bridge.
On one side lies the skills we were born with.
On the other side, the successful use of those skills.
Most find a way to cross.
But some fade away and their bridge slowly erodes.
It's never too late to right the course.
There will always be a way for those willing to seek it.
Cannot guarantee happiness for those who make it,
But a sense of purpose, that will be found.
Copyright ©
nluchett
... [
2012-01-30 05:00:42] (Date/Time posted on
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