Truth to me then was,
I felt the bridge ironwork
warm in my hand.
In the millstream,
I saw two differently colored lights.
In the distance
I heard one dog barking.
Now I relished this summer night
And made it my truth.
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Summer Bridge Crossing
Monday, 22 June 2015, 00:43
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Edited by Richard Walker, Monday, 22 June 2015, 02:22
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