The Bridge

The bridge is there. 

I am here. 

One step away.

Even I can't stay.

I have to go.

Hopefully now you know.

I have to go.

When I'm late,

you can celebrate.

 

goodbye world,

goodbye, world.

 

we'll meet again,

hopefully on a different zen. 

 

Simply X

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