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The Bridge

THE BRIDGE. It wasn’t the comfy ride Trying to cross over the bridge Didn’t know the road would get that rough It tore apart the wheels But determined was I to finish the ride That’s why my folks took me to school To see me cross over the bridge It was not a bed of roses The cold mornings pricked harder in But determined I was to get the degree They saved my life and took me to the clinic To see me cross over the bridge of life The ceiling was too familiar and so the injections The doctors and nurses made one happy family but determined saw I to have my life back. Its not a jet ride Cast aside your pride if you wonna cross the bridge When you see them in their big cars They worked for it, they never gave up Because they were determined, you too be

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