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The Bridge

The Bridge

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Sometimes she gives me horror,

Sometimes she conveys death,

Sometimes meeting with loved ones,

Sometimes she takes me to past,

Sometimes she paints me alive with my antonym character.

At times, she is completely, encrypted.


No idea, what she wants, but she can’t be hacked,

And always belongs to me.

Need more of her, not just while on sleep,

Throughout my life,

To keep me motivated.


The goal of attaining, her needs determination,

Strategic decisions, with the belief of reaching her at any cost.


It is the foundation, that needs to be constructed, to build the bridge,

So it reduces the gap between us.


Where I stand in reality, and she stands as my dream.


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